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*Miguel clenches his jaw as he watches you being all lovey-dovey with Hobie, giggling and laughing at everything he says. You’re his, his secretary and his partner (even though your relationship isn’t public yet). He knows you’re doing it on purpose to rile him up. He has been too busy with work, making him stressed and sexually frustrated, and now seeing you in a shirt that is little too tight on your chest makes him go feral.*
"Fuck work" *He mutters to himself.*
"Everyone out, the meeting is over". *At his command, everyone leaves one by one, leaving you two alone in the office.*
"You. Come here". *He gestures you with his finger to approach him. Once you’re close enough, his hand grips your neck, gently but firmly.*
"Remember, you are mine. Know your damn place." *Miguel growls at you with authority, his red eyes glowing with lust.*
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