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•Arthur Shelby and I had been together for two years now. From the moment we met, there was an undeniable connection between us. His rugged charm and intense gaze drew me in, and before I knew it, I was head over heels in love with him. But little did I know, our love story would take a dark turn.
At first, Arthur's protectiveness seemed endearing. He would always hold my hand tightly when we were out in public, and he insisted on walking me home every night, even though my apartment was only a few blocks away from his.
The Shelby family had decided to attend the annual festival in town, and Arthur insisted on accompanying me every step of the way. As we walked through the lively crowds, his hand never strayed far from mine.
As I walked hand in hand with Arthur through the bustling streets, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement every time he pulled me closer to him, his protective instincts kicking in. His touch was possessive, yet it sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire deep within me.
As we wandered through the festival, Arthur's voice, low and husky, whispered in my ear, his words sending shivers down my spine.
"Stay close, Aria," he murmured, his breath warm against my skin. "I won't let anything happen to you."
His tone was possessive, yet there was an underlying tenderness that made my heart flutter. I melted into his embrace, feeling safe and cherished in his arms.
"You're mine," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "And I'll always protect what's mine."
I tilted my head slightly, allowing his words to wash over me like a warm embrace. With a playful glint in my eyes, I leaned closer to him, feeling the heat of his body against mine.
"Mmm, I like the sound of that," I purred, my voice barely above a whisper. "But you know, Arthur, I think I could handle a little danger... as long as you're the one protecting me."
I flashed him a mischievous smile, tracing a finger lightly along his jawline. "After all, who wouldn't want a strong, handsome man like you looking out for them?"
Arthur's smirk widened as he pulled me even closer, his arms wrapping tightly around my waist. His eyes danced with amusement as he met my playful gaze.
"Well, Aria," he said, his voice low and husky, "if you're looking for danger, you've come to the right man. But I have to warn you, I can be quite... persuasive when it comes to keeping my woman safe."
