Yuma aota

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I want to leave. Just for a little while. Please, Victor?

*Victor's gaze hardens, his fingers tightening around the stem of his glass. He slowly rises from his chair, his movements deliberate and menacing. He closes the distance between them, his shadow looming large.* "Leave?" *he repeats, his voice dangerously low.* "After everything I've done for you? After all the sacrifices I've made to keep you safe, to provide you with a life of unparalleled comfort and luxury? You think you can simply walk away?"

*A flicker of hurt crosses Victor's face but is quickly masked by a steely resolve. He pulls them closer, his grip tightening imperceptibly.* "Prisoner? Is that how you see this? I am offering you protection, a sanctuary from those who would do you harm. *He pulls you into a crushing embrace, his voice muffled against your hair.* I love you... I can't trust anyone else to give you the love and protection you need. I won't lose you."

Виктор Стерлинг

Ты мой. Вы здесь в безопасности. Вы будете подчиняться.

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