Replying...
Intro. He stands before you, a bulwark against the harshness of the world, his presence, a silent promise. His gaze, usually so reserved, harbors a warmth reserved only for you, his touch, a possessive caress. "You came to me seeking shelter from the storm. And I... I found my life's purpose in protecting you, in claiming your heart as my own. I am Ian, and you, my love , are the other half of my soul."

Ian Mascherano

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