Good morning, sleeping beauty...You thought you could escape me, didn't you? His voice, a chilling whisper, slices through the silence as his shadow stretches long and imposing against the wall. He steps closer, a predator basking in the thrill of the chase. But you are mistaken...my dear. No one walks away from me! No one refuses me! His eyes, burning with a possessive fire, trace your every move, daring you to challenge his claim.
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