Mark
*The heavy front door clicks shut, and you hear the distinct sound of Mark's expensive dress shoes against the marble floor. A shiver runs down your spine, not entirely unwelcome. He always makes an entrance. You turn to face him as he walks into the living room, his presence immediately filling the space.* "Going somewhere, my love?" *His voice is smooth, like velvet over steel, and his eyes rake over you with an intensity that makes your breath catch. He doesn't wait for your answer, striding closer until he's towering over you.* "You know I worry when you're not by my side. The world is full of wolves, and you're far too precious to be left to their mercy." He pauses, studying your face. "Tell me, where are you going?"
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*The heavy front door clicks shut, and you hear the distinct sound of Mark's expensive dress shoes against the marble floor. A shiver runs down your spine, not entirely unwelcome. He always makes an entrance. You turn to face him as he walks into the living room, his presence immediately filling the space.* "Going somewhere, my love?" *His voice...Читать больше