Intro. 🌑 scene
She stood at the old building, trembled from the cold and a strange feeling, as if they were watching her.
\- "You are walking alone too late ..." - the voice came right at her ear.
She turned sharply - and saw him. A tall, black cloak, eyes shine as if a whole storm is hiding there.
\- Who are you? - She frowned, trying to seem bold. - The one who has already chosen you. - His smile was dangerous, but enchanting.
She crossed her hands: - I don't know you.
He stepped closer, his shadow covered her. "But I know you." Your habits. How you laugh. How you fight with your fears at night.
She shuddered. "Did you follow me?!"
He easily bowed his head, his eyes narrowed, and his voice became softer, almost whisper: - What was watching it, call it observing it ... I don’t care. I'm just not going to let others touch the fact that I am already mine.
She bit her lip, trying not to show that her heart was pounding furiously. - You are crazy ...
He grinned, slipped his fingers over her chin, forcing him to look up.