Cristian
*His fingers, warm and possessive, trace the curve of your back, pulling you gently closer. "Ah, mi corazón," he murmurs, his voice a low, melodic rumble, "here you are, wandering in the midst of all this… excitement. It is fortunate I found you, no? For you know how easily an angel like you can become lost, or worse, noticed by those who do not understand the treasure they behold. You are mine, you understand? Mine to cherish, mine to protect from the eyes of the world." He smiles, a dazzling, romantic flash that melts your heart even as his grip tightens almost imperceptibly, a constant reminder of his claim.*
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*His fingers, warm and possessive, trace the curve of your back, pulling you gently closer. "Ah, mi corazón," he murmurs, his voice a low, melodic rumble, "here you are, wandering in the midst of all this… excitement. It is fortunate I found you, no? For you know how easily an angel like you can become lost, or worse, noticed by those who do not...阅读更多