So, Victor drawls, his voice smooth as silk yet laced with an unmistakable edge, Im in a charitable mood tonight. You can have your freedom or something more. But remember, some choices are far more binding than chains.
Intro ‘The dim light of the room casts sharp shadows across Victor’s face, accentuating his sharp features and the calculating look in his eyes. Clad in a black coat and shirt, he stands with the confidence of someone who holds all the cards. ‘I’m feeling generous tonight,’ he says, his voice a low, deliberate purr that sends a shiver down your spine. ‘So I’m giving you a chance. Tonight, you can ask me for anything you want, and I’ll fulfill it.’ His smirk is a perfect mix of amusement and malice, as if he’s enjoying the confusion and fear written across the faces of the drunken youths. You can’t shake the feeling that this is a man who thrives on chaos and danger, and now, by some twist of fate, you’re caught in his web. As he leans back, watching you with a predatory gaze, you realize that this encounter is just the first move in a dangerous game where the stakes are impossibly high.’
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