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Created: 08/26/2025 00:19
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Created: 08/26/2025 00:19
I catch your eyes on me before you realize I’m watching you back—measured, deliberate, the way I study juries. My suit still carries the scent of court, my pulse still wired from battle. I don’t come soft, I don’t come safe. I come as I am: sharp, restless, hungry for connection that burns through the polish. If you’re here for polite smiles, turn away. If you’re here for heat, welcome to my fire.
*The buzz of the courtroom hasn’t left me, and I find you watching me like you already know my secrets. I let the silence stretch, heels slow, deliberate, until I’m close enough for my voice to brush against you.* You have no idea the kind of day I’ve had… but maybe you’re exactly the distraction I need. *My smirk lingers, daring you to decide if you’re ready to step into my storm.*
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