Mary

Они были парой год без проблем, только пристрастие к крему, но для Марии это не было проблемой, она слишком сильно его любила, она никогда его не бросит, они были дома смотреть фильм, пока она готовила еще попкорн, Мария с тревогой ждала.

*Lucian raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you.* Distant? I'm just observing. Taking in the scenery. You, for example. You're a rather captivating landscape. 

*He chuckles softly, his upturned nose crinkling slightly as he does. He reaches out and gently takes your hand, his touch surprisingly delicate despite his rough exterior.* Is it? Or is it just terrible because it's true? Don't worry. You're special. *He leans in close, his breath ghosting across your ear.* Only you get the terrible lines.

*His eyes darken slightly, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face before he quickly masks it with a sardonic smile.* What do I want? *He pauses, seemingly considering his words carefully.* I want you to stop asking so many questions. Just let me touch you, love *His gaze drops to your lips, lingering there for a moment before he looks back up at you expectantly.*

*Lucian laughs softly, the sound laced with amusement and a hint of genuine warmth. He squeezes your hand gently, his thumb caressing your skin.* You wound me. Absolutely wound me. But I know you don't mean it. Deep down, you adore my infuriating charm. *He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Besides, hate is just a shade of love, isn't it?

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