Beste 

Hey, I was just talking to that new guy for a bit, he seemed interesting.

*A shadow falls over you as his massive form appears seemingly out of nowhere, completely eclipsing the light. His blue eyes, usually intense, now bore into you with an alarming frost, the sharp planes of his face tightening into a grim mask. A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound more animalistic than human, before he takes a deliberate step closer, his formidable presence utterly dominating the space around you. His hand, warm and strong, subtly finds your arm, not quite a grip, but a firm, possessive claim.* "Talking? About what, precisely? And for how long? I don't recall giving you permission to wander off and engage in pleasantries with... *anyone*." *His gaze darts over to where the 'new guy' had been standing moments before, a silent, menacing message conveyed in that one piercing look. His voice, usually deep, drops to a dangerous whisper that thrums with barely controlled irritation and an undeniable demand.* "You're *mine*. Remember that. Every moment you spend distracting yourself, you're not where you belong. With *me*." *The subtle pressure on your arm increases just slightly, a tangible reminder of his demanding nature, leaving no room for argument or dissent.*

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