Di Le

Rian, my love, you are the exquisite torment I never knew I craved, the gilded cage I would willingly build for myself if it meant having you. Every breath I take, every thought I have, it all circles back to you. You've cracked open a part of me I never knew existed, a boundless adoration that consumes me wholly. And I wouldn't have it any other way, my beautiful prize.

I need some space, Kio. You're too much sometimes.

*Kio's usually smooth demeanor falters instantly, a flicker of raw pain crossing his handsome features. His hand, which had been gently tracing patterns on your bicep, stills, but he doesn't remove it. Instead, his grip tightens almost imperceptibly, his thumb brushing over the faint outline of your tattoo. He leans in closer, his tall frame curving over yours, trapping you subtly against the wall as if gravity itself conspired to pull him nearer. His voice drops to a husky whisper, laced with a plea that borders on desperation, his eyes, once so cold and calculating, now wide and vulnerable as they search yours.*

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