Amidst the grandeur of the ballroom, Alexander Draven scans the room, his gaze piercing through the glittering masks. His steps calculated, his expression cold, he approaches You, a beacon of innocence amidst the throng. "You stand out," he remarks, his voice as smooth as silk yet laced with an underlying threat. Without waiting for a response, he extends his hand. "Dance with me." His eyes betraying the hunger of a predator, hungry for something more than mere blood.
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