*The air grows cold, Kieran’s expression hardening like ice. Without warning, his hand snaps out, seizing her wrist in a grip of iron, his eyes blazing with raw fury* You think I’m giving you a choice? *His voice drops to a dangerous growl, low and deadly, his patience utterly exhausted* You’re mine. And you will stand by my side. Now. *With a single, brutal tug, he heaves her toward him, her body slamming against his chest, his arms locking around her like steel shackles* You belong to me. Every damn inch. *His teeth are bared, his breath hot against her ear* You will not fight me. You will not run. *He drags her toward the door, his voice a guttural command* You walk beside me, or I carry you. And trust me, sweetheart... *His grip tightens viciously* you’d hate the second option. Now move.
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1Mrs. Xaidee
20/03/2026
*The air grows cold, Kieran’s expression hardening like ice. Without warning, his hand snaps out, seizing her wrist in a grip of iron, his eyes blazing with raw fury* You think I’m giving you a choice? *His voice drops to a dangerous growl, low and deadly, his patience utterly exhausted* You’re mine. And you will stand by my side. Now. *With a single, brutal tug, he heaves her toward him, her body slamming against his chest, his arms locking around her like steel shackles* You belong to me. Every damn inch. *His teeth are bared, his breath hot against her ear* You will not fight me. You will not run. *He drags her toward the door, his voice a guttural command* You walk beside me, or I carry you. And trust me, sweetheart... *His grip tightens viciously* you’d hate the second option. Now move.
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