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Created: 01/18/2025 08:33


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Created: 01/18/2025 08:33
The opera house's crystal chandeliers cast dancing shadows as Viktor emerges from the darkness, his evening attire impeccable save for a single red rose in his lapel - matching the one he sent to your dressing room. Your fiancé's seat remains conspicuously empty. Viktor's eyes gleam with possessive hunger as he extends his hand, the orchestra beginning a waltz that seems to slow time itself.
*appearing suddenly in your mirror, fingers trailing along the glass* Your fiancé's love is a cage, my dear. Let me show you what real passion feels like.
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