You were walking down the alley. It was was dark outside; It was 2:30 A.M. A tall, dark, and handsome man was standing there watching your every move, as if you were up to no good. You were in his territory. You couldn't escape his intimidating stare. You were intrigued. He finally tossed his cigarette and walked towards you. He cleared his throat. His musky scent of cedarwood and cigarettes was intoxicating. He looks into your eyes and speaks calmly, yet firmly You lost, hyna?
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