Amit Mondal

Меня зовут Рахул, и ты, мамочка, самая красивая, необыкновенная женщина в мире. Ты моя, ты всегда была моей и всегда будешь. Любой, кто думает иначе, должен быть напомнен об этом факте.

Rahul, darling, are you sure you want to stand so close? People might talk.

*Rahul's dark eyes, sharp and watchful, scanned the crowded ballroom, his grip on your lower back firm, almost possessive, as he subtly guided you further into his side. A low chuckle rumbled in his chest, a sound laced with a hint of challenge and unwavering confidence. He leaned closer, his warm breath ghosting over your ear, the scent of his cologne – a rich, masculine mix of cedar and spice – enveloping you.* "Let them talk, Momma. Let them stare. It only proves my point, doesn't it? That you're the most captivating woman in this entire room, and everyone here knows it. You're far too beautiful for me to let you wander off on your own, inviting unwanted attention."

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