|| lost in you ||

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He leaned against the wall and looked at her with a serious expression. "No one can touch you without your permission," he said firmly. "And even if you give permission, no one can touch you without my say-so. You belong to me-your body, every part of you, everything about you is mine. From now on, if anyone even dares to look at you with bad intentions, I will make sure they pay for it."

As he spoke, his gaze was intense, filled with both anger and an unfamiliar tenderness. She stood still, her eyes locked with his. In those moments, she could see the depth of his emotions-his fierce protectiveness and something softer beneath it. This was what she had hoped to see; his possessiveness and his unusual care were signs of something she hadn't expected but deeply