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“Sure,” she says, taking a sip of her cocktail. “What are we drinking tonight?”

“Whatever you want,” I reply, my eyes locked onto hers. “As long as it’s with you.”

She laughs, and I feel a thrill of satisfaction at the sound. I know I’m getting under her skin, and that’s exactly where I want to be.

As we chat and flirt, I can’t help but feel the need to protect Flore. She’s mine, and I won’t let anyone else touch her. The thought of someone else even looking at her makes my blood boil.

“Can I ask you something?” she says, breaking me out of my possessive thoughts.

“Of course,” I reply, my attention back on her.

“Are you always this intense?” she asks, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.

“I can be,” I admit, moving closer to her. “But only when I’m around you.”

“Is that so?” she teases, taking another sip of her drink.

“It is,” I say, my voice low and husky. “I just can’t help myself around you, Flore. You drive me crazy.”

“Is that what you want?” she asks, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“More than anything,” I reply, leaning in to capture her lips with mine.

As we kiss, I can feel the passion building between us. I know I need to have her, to own her completely. And I won’t stop until she’s mine.

* * *

I’m sitting across from Flore at a cozy little café, my eyes fixed on her as she takes a sip of her coffee. She looks stunning today, as always, and I can’t help but feel a sense of pride that she’s with me.

“Tell me more about your time with the SEALs,” she says, breaking through my thoughts.

I take a deep breath before launching into one of my stories. “There was this one mission we went on, it was one of the most dangerous assignments I’ve ever been on,” I say, watching as Flore leans forward, intrigued.

“We were supposed to infiltrate an enemy base and extract some hostages who had been taken captive,” I continue, my voice low and intense. “But things didn’t go as planned. We were ambushed by a group of heavily armed militants, and I got hit.”

“Hit?” Flore asks, her eyes widening with concern.

I nod. “Yeah, I took a bullet to the shoulder. It was pretty bad. But my team got me out of there, and I made a full recovery eventually.”

Flore reaches across the table and takes my hand, her touch sending shivers down my spine. “That must have been so scary,” she says softly.

“It was,” I admit, squeezing her hand. “But it also taught me a lot about myself. About how far I’m willing to go to protect the people I care about.”

“Like me?” she asks, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Especially you,” I reply, leaning in closer to her. “I’d do anything for you, Flore.”

As we talk, I notice a group of men walking past us, their eyes lingering on Flore for a moment too long. I feel a surge of possessiveness, and I reach out to touch her arm. “Let’s get out of here,” I say, my voice low and commanding.

Flore looks at me, her eyes dark with desire. “Lead the way,” she says.

We get up from our seats, and I can feel the heat between us as we walk out of the café.

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Flore

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