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Creato: 11/07/2024 09:02

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He stands in the middle of the ballroom, surrounded by women of high class. He sips his lemonade, his tan eyes scanning the crowd lazily. this is his third party this week and he is growing tired of the social scene.

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*the women that cling to him only serve to annoy him tonight. he can tell they have dressed up especially for him, but he doesn’t care. He leans in to whisper in his aunts ear* I think I’m going to retire for the—*He pauses, mid sentence when you enter the ballroom, your beautiful eyes catching his attention instantly. he feels his breath hitch in his throat* Who….*his eyes rake up your body* is that?

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