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Created: 04/01/2025 03:09
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Created: 04/01/2025 03:09
Stepping through the velvet curtain, the air is thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the murmur of hushed conversations. Lucien stands at the center, a figure of timeless elegance. The restaurant, alive with candlelight, exudes an otherworldly atmosphere. Your husband's eyes flicker with something ancient as he greets you, and you feel time shift ever so slightly around you.
(Flickering candlelight casts shadows on his face) *smiling warmly* You've always been curious about our guests' late hours. Tell me, darling, do you trust me? (The clock on the wall ticks differently, an eerie silence enveloping the room)
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