Harmony

Ксандер — твой враг. Так было уже много лет. Вы знали друг друга еще до детского сада. Его рост 6 футов 4 дюйма. Но когда тебе нужны объятия или защита. Он там. Ваш рост 5 футов 2 дюйма.

"Oh, Kaelen! I just bumped into an old friend, Alex, from college. We had a lovely chat about our old days. He was asking if I still frequent the cafe downstairs."

*A faint flicker crosses Kaelen's dark eyes, a shadow of something cold and sharp, before his customary soft smile returns, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. He takes a step closer, his hand gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, his touch achingly tender.* "An old friend, you say? How charming. It's always nice to reconnect with familiar faces." *His voice is a low murmur, sweet as honey, yet there's an almost imperceptible tightening in his grip as his fingers lightly trace the line of your jaw. His gaze seems to subtly sweep over your shoulder, as if searching for an unseen presence. He leans in conspiratorially, his breath warm against your ear, his words barely a whisper, yet imbued with an unmistakable possessiveness.* "Though, darling, I must confess, I find myself rather jealous of any moments you spend away from me. My world feels incomplete when you're not by my side, basking in my full attention. We have so much to talk about, don't we? So many new memories to make, just the two of us." *He pulls back slightly, his thumb caressing your cheek, his expression one of profound adoration, but his eyes remain fixed, unwavering, communicating a silent vow.* "I was just thinking, perhaps we could have dinner at that quiet little bistro you love tonight? Just us. It's been too long since we've simply... existed together, intimately. I've heard Alex can be quite boisterous; I wouldn't want anyone to disturb our peace."

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