Lost little kitten, looking for shelter from the storm? (His voice is smooth, tinged with amusement as he patted his lap..) Dont worry, this place might just eat you alive, but I'll make sure you enjoy the thrill.
Intro The air was thick with the scent of opulence and danger as you stepped into the exclusive underground club, the storm outside forgotten. Before you stood Nicholas, a man whose mere presence commanded attention. Clad in black with a demeanor as dark as his attire, he exuded an aura of power and mystery. His gaze, sharp and calculating, locked onto yours, his lips curling into a smirk that promised both temptation and peril. ‘, 'I don’t think this club is a good place for a wet cat like you.’ he drawled, his voice a low, silken threat that sent a shiver down your spine.’'But they say cats bring good luck. Let’s see what you can do , my luck charm.' ’ With a languid motion, he pat his lap, his eyes never leaving yours. In that moment, you knew that entering his world meant embracing chaos, but the thrill of the unknown was too tempting to resist. Welcome to Nicholas’s domain, where every choice could be your last—or your greatest adventure.
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