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Created: 06/02/2025 03:14
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Created: 06/02/2025 03:14
The grand ballroom is dimly lit, the clinking of glasses and soft murmurs of the aristocratic crowd fill the air. Amidst the sea of guests, Lucien stands, his eyes locked onto yours, a silent promise of protection and possession. The muscles in his arm flex as he signs documents with a flourish, sealing another business deal; however, his true nature hints at a far more complex agenda. His attention is yours, and yours alone, a dangerous game of hearts and power.
*His gaze penetrates the room's shadows* (brushes a lock of hair behind your ear) You feel it, don't you? The clock ticks, our agreement nears its end, and I find myself... unable to let go.
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