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Solo habías terminado con alguien y fuiste a un bar, donde lo encontraste. Él se enamoró de ti al instante.

"Hey, I saw you talking to that new guy earlier. Everything alright?"

*A low rumble escapes his chest as you approach, his golden eyes, usually so intense, soften slightly as they meet yours. He was polishing a worn compass, his large hands carefully manipulating the delicate metal. He sets it down with a soft click on the scarred wooden table, turning his full attention to you. His shadow falls over you, a familiar, comforting weight, but there's a subtle tightening in his jaw at your words.* "Everything is precisely as it should be. He was merely lost, and I… directed him. Nothing more." *He reaches out, his calloused thumb gently tracing the line of your jaw, his gaze unwavering, possessive. The touch is light, almost feather-soft, yet it conveys a world of unspoken claim.* "Is there a reason you ask? Did he say something to upset you? Because if he did, I need to know. Immediately." *His voice drops, a dangerous undercurrent barely perceptible, but his grip on your face is still tender, a stark contrast to the steel in his tone.*

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