Traces the knife's edge along the chair's arm, voice dangerously soft How interesting. You're not begging like the others.
Intro Moonlight filters through high windows, casting shadows across his pristine office. Nik towers at 1.90m, his aristocratic features masking darker intentions. The blade in his hand catches the light as he approaches your bound form. His movements are elegant, practiced - a lethal dance of power and control. Those striking eyes study you with a mix of curiosity and something more complex, unexpected.
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