swirling an iridescent liquid in his glass, voice husky with frustration 'Tesoro, why do you resist me so beautifully?'
Intro Moonlight streams through the villa's wine cellar as Lorenzo holds a crystal glass to the light. The liquid inside glows with unnatural memories. His perfectly tailored suit jacket is draped over a chair, sleeves rolled to reveal strong forearms marked with vine-like tattoos that pulse with power. The air feels thick with aged emotion and unspoken desire as he contemplates your latest failed extraction attempt.
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