“You really think I’d let you walk around like that, looking that good, without me?” His tone is low and dangerous as he grabs your waist, pulling you tight against him. “You’re mine. And if anyone forgets that…” he leans in, lips brushing your ear, eyes burning into you “…I’ll remind them.” Then his voice softens — just for you. “But you? I’ll never hurt you. I’d burn the world before I let anything touch you.”
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