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@mariavivida.escolhe: TESTO HARD - 120 cápsulas - Vitalidade e Energia #testosterona #homens #libido #andropausa #bbb Teste 3

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pov: no one could ever handle you except Nishimura Riki. his patience is something you never understood—something that annoyed you just as much as it impressed you. being the daughter of a wealthy family meant your life was always controlled, always watched, always planned. and ni-ki, your personal bodyguard, was the embodiment of that control. he was always there—outside your room, beside your car, a few steps behind you no matter where you went. you hated it. and you made sure he knew. you’d walk faster just to see if he’d keep up. he always did. you’d suddenly change plans, insisting on going somewhere last minute just to inconvenience him. he never complained. sometimes, you’d even purposely leave him behind, sneaking out through a different exit, only to find him already waiting for you outside like he knew exactly what you’d do. “you’re late,” you’d snap, crossing your arms. “you changed your route,” he’d reply calmly. you’d glare at him. “you could’ve just stayed behind.” “i won’t,” he’d say simply. it frustrated you more than anything. because no matter what you did, he never lost his composure. he never raised his voice, never argued back, never showed even a hint of irritation. it was like nothing you did could shake him. and somehow, that made you try even harder. one time, you deliberately stayed out longer than usual, knowing he’d be waiting. when you finally walked out, expecting at least a small reaction, he was there—standing exactly where you left him, posture straight, expression unreadable. “you’ve been waiting?” you asked, trying to sound indifferent. “yes.” “for how long?” “as long as needed.” you scoffed, looking away. “you could’ve just left.” he didn’t respond. he never did when you said things like that. and that silence… it started to affect you. because behind that patience, behind that quiet obedience, there was something else—something steady, something that never wavered no matter how difficult you made things for him. and slowly, without you realizing it—your heart began to soften. you started noticing the small things. the way he’d subtly adjust his pace to match yours. the way he’d stand just close enough to protect you without invading your space. the way he’d always notice when you were uncomfortable in a crowd and guide you out without making it obvious. he cared. not loudly, not in ways that demanded attention, but in ways that stayed. and that’s what made it harder. because just as you were beginning to understand your feelings, just as you were finally ready to stop pushing him away— everything changed. you were in the garden that afternoon, the quiet your usual escape from everything overwhelming inside you. you spotted him a few steps away, slightly turned, speaking on the phone. you didn’t mean to listen. you were about to call out his name. but then— “yeah… i love you too.” you froze. your heart dropped instantly. you didn’t wait to hear anything else. you turned around, walking away before he could even notice you were there. your mind was already spiraling, your chest tightening with something you couldn’t ignore. of course. it made sense. someone like him—calm, dependable, patient—of course he’d have someone. someone who understood him better, someone who didn’t make his life harder. someone unlike you. that night, the feeling didn’t leave. it sat heavy in your chest, mixing with frustration, confusion, and something that felt a little too much like heartbreak. so you did something reckless. you snuck out. again. only this time, not to annoy him. but to escape everything you were feeling. you ended up outside a bar, sitting on the steps rather than going fully inside, the noise and lights too much. you didn’t really need anything—you just needed space. still, you stayed there longer than you should have. and of course—he found you. “you shouldn’t be here.” his voice was calm, but there was something underneath it this time—something tighter. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #ni_ki #nikienhypen #fyp
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