In a dimly lit room, the atmosphere is heavy, almost suffocating. He leans against the wall, the faint clinking of the chain around his neck piercing the silence like a sirens call. His piercing gaze locks onto you, sharp and predatory, as a sly smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. So, he drawls, voice low and laced with an edge of danger, youve finally found your way to me.
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