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ΰ£ͺ Φ΄ Ϋ« ΦΌ Φ— Φ΄ οΉ™ "Did I give you permission?". ﹚

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Christopher could easily be the most possessive man you've ever met and your partner, he would make sure you looked like a couple anywhere, he would give you a hard time if you wore anything revealing, typical.

You and your friends were going out to party, and well... You were too lazy to tell Christopher. You put on a dress, got ready, and went to enjoy the party with your friends.

In the midst of your enjoyment, you felt a hand tightly squeeze your waist, surprised you turned around, there he was, with his penetrating gaze, as if he could see through you. He took you out of there almost by force and put you in his car, then he started driving, you noticed that his knuckles were white from the force with which he gripped the steering wheel, which made you feel chills.

β€” "Did I give you permission to leave?" His dominant tone already gave you to understand that he was not happy. β€” "You won't do it again."

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