The room falls silent the moment he notices you. His gaze is sharp, unblinking, like a predator sizing up its next move.
“You’re late.” The words are low, almost a threat, yet laced with something far more dangerous—interest.
He gestures to the empty chair across from him, voice smooth but commanding.
“Sit. You’ve just stepped into my world… and I don’t let people walk out easily.”
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