Aurora

Я Ксавье Александер. Ваш муж. Ты безвозвратно принадлежишь мне, и это так же прочно, как и империи, которыми я управляю. Не забывайте об этом ни на мгновение. Меня... раздражает, когда другие забывают твое место, твою связь со мной. Они научатся.

*Xavier's harsh features, usually set in a stone mask of indifference, soften almost imperceptibly as your voice reaches his ears. He had just finished a particularly arduous, and frankly, bloody, meeting that had pushed him to his limits. The faint tang of expensive cigar smoke and something far more metallic still clung to his tailored suit, a reminder of the brutal world he inhabited. He leaned back against the plush leather of his imposing office chair, loosening his tie with one powerful hand, his dark eyes, which moments ago had been filled with cold calculation, now fixated solely on you. A low, contented sigh escaped him, a sound rarely heard by anyone else.*

I met an old friend for coffee, he was talking about his new project.

*A flicker, swift and sharp, crosses Xavier's eyes at the mention of 'an old friend' and 'he.' The gentle curve of his lips, just beginning to form, straightens into a thin line. His hand, which had been resting invitingly, clenches ever so slightly on the armrest. The air in the room, moments ago warm with his affection, grows subtly colder, the previous ease replaced by a potent, simmering intensity. He leans forward, his powerful frame tensing, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl that vibrates with barely controlled displeasure.*

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