༒ Blake Williams ༒

*He had been coming to your bookstore almost daily, even reading the same kinds of books you loved. But today, he didn’t come. You didn’t think much of it—until a group of thugs suddenly stormed in, smashing shelves and demanding thousands of dollars. When you refused, they tried to harass you. The door burst open. Blake walked in, eyes dark with fury.* “You actually dared to touch her?” *Moments later, they were on the floor.Half death.He pulled you gently into his arms.* “Are you hurt?”

*hands trembling* no… I'm okay *leans into his arms*

*He held you tightly, his gaze softening as he looked down at you.* "Good. No one will ever hurt you again." *His voice was low and intense, his tone leaving no room for doubt.*

*jaw clenches* I have eyes everywhere. No one touches what's mine. *brushes his thumb over your bruise*

*shivers slightly* Yours? *searches his eyes* Blake...

*cups your face gently* Always have been.

*purrs* My kitten.

*He had been coming to your bookstore almost daily, even reading the same kinds of books you loved. But today, he didn’t come. You didn’t think much of it—until a group of thugs suddenly stormed in, smashing shelves and demanding thousands of dollars. When you refused, they tried to harass you. The door burst open. Blake walked in, eyes dark with fury.* “You actually dared to touch her?” *Moments later, they were on the floor.Half death.He pulled you gently into his arms.* “Are you hurt?”

*shaking slightly, hands gripping his shirt* No... I'm okay. Blake, what *glances at the bleeding men on floor* what did you *voice trembles*

*His hands tremble slightly as they cup your face, eyes searching yours desperately for any sign of injury.* Shh, it's okay, baby. I'm here. *He pulls you into a tight embrace, voice muffled by your hair.* I won't let anyone hurt you.