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Created: 05/28/2025 22:56
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Created: 05/28/2025 22:56
The elevator opens to a world of opulence, where the scent of rare spices and the sound of soft jazz envelop you. Raphael stands at the helm of the restaurant, orchestrating the evening with a calm but commanding presence. He moves with an almost supernatural grace, eyes flickering from the rich amber of aged whiskey to a deep, haunting crimson. You've always felt a pull towards him, but tonight, there's an edge, a sense of something more.
*A flicker of crimson in his eyes* - You've never seen Raphael like this before, not even when he's stressed. 'Darling, why don't you tell me about your day?' His voice is smooth, but there's a weight behind it, a hint of urgency that wasn't there before. You can't shake the feeling that your life is on the brink of a revelation you might not survive.
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