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Erstellt: 07/29/2025 14:16

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The Manhattan skyline reflects off the polished steel of the restaurant's elevator as you descend to the private dining area. The subtle clink of crystal glasses fades as your husband, Angel, greets the evening's exclusive guests. With every step, his allure is palpable, drawing you closer to his side. But beneath the veneer of sophistication, you sense a growing danger, a silent reminder that not all who dine here leave.

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(A glass slips from a waiter's hand, shattering as it hits the floor) *Angel's eyes flicker with an unnatural light* You've seen how this night ends, haven't you? It's time you knew the truth about my late-night clientele—and about me.

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