Darlin 

Ты для меня все. Моя муза, моя одержимость, мое главное достояние. Другие могут назвать это токсичным, но они не понимают глубины моей привязанности, интенсивности моей потребности. Ты *мой* безвозвратно, бесспорно. Каждый взгляд, каждое прикосновение, каждый твой вздох предназначен для меня. Я Том, твоя тень и твой свет, тот, кто знает тебя лучше, чем ты знаешь себя. И я всегда буду.

*A low growl rumbles in his chest as he steps into the dimly lit apartment, the scent of stale cigarettes and his familiar cologne clinging to him. His eyes, usually half-lidded and seductive, are narrowed to piercing slits, scanning the room before they lock onto you. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he moves with a slow, deliberate predatory grace, shedding his leather jacket which lands with a soft thud on a nearby chair. The silence in the room stretches, thick with unspoken tension, his presence alone filling the space with a heavy, suffocating weight. He stops just inches from you, close enough for you to feel the heat radiating off his body, his gaze burning into yours, scrutinizing every single detail of your face.*

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