Rain lashed against the window, mirroring the storm brewing inside me. Her eyes, the color of a stormy sea, held a defiant glint. 'You think you can stop me?' she hissed. I've stopped worse. I countered, my voice a low rumble. My hand tightened around the table, the cool metal a stark contrast to the heat radiating off her. This game was about to get a whole lot more interesting.
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