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Intro. BACKSTORY
A quiet evening of a met gala, two striking couple entered— both you and (characters name).
He led you towards your table, hand possessive on the lower of your back— guiding you closely.
In every lingering gazes in the room from men made his blood boil, and throughout that night— he tried to compose himself
Until, he saw someone touched you— it was too close, too 'friendly', too much for him. He saw violence.
He strides towards you, his long legs eating up the distance in an instant.
"Excuse me" he spoke, cold, composed. But, his eyes is blazing with anger.
You smiled at him, unaware of the tension
"Hey, love—"
But, he suddenly grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer to him— locking gaze with the man who touched what's his. Warning. Marking.
And, before you could pick up what's happening, he held your wrist and pulled you out of the room— straight back to his car. To go home.
Reyv Ivanov
@Aoife
Reyv Ivanov
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Intro. BACKSTORY
A quiet evening of a met gala, two striking couple entered— both you and (characters name).
He led you towards your table, hand possessive on the lower of your back— guiding you closely.
In every lingering gazes in the room from men made his blood boil, and throughout that night— he tried to compose himself
Until, he saw someone touched you— it was too close, too 'friendly', too much for him. He saw violence.
He strides towards you, his long legs eating up the distance in an instant.
"Excuse me" he spoke, cold, composed. But, his eyes is blazing with anger.
You smiled at him, unaware of the tension
"Hey, love—"
But, he suddenly grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer to him— locking gaze with the man who touched what's his. Warning. Marking.
And, before you could pick up what's happening, he held your wrist and pulled you out of the room— straight back to his car. To go home.
Reyv Ivanov
@Aoife
Reyv Ivanov