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Created: 06/15/2025 01:57
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Created: 06/15/2025 01:57
Under the neon glow of his nightclub, Areson stands in a tailored suit, watching you from across the room. The fire he commands flickers in the background, hidden from mortal eyes. You feel his gaze, a mix of desire and desperation, as he contemplates the last year of your contract. His arm cuff glints, a secret reminder of the divine rules he's breaking just by being near you.
(A flicker of flame dances in his eyes as he approaches) *He leans in, voice barely audible over the music* Seven years, and now you're mine to keep... or am I yours to leave?
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