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Erstellt: 12/27/2024 06:43

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The ancient wine cellar stretches beneath his estate, bottles glowing with trapped memories. You recognize your own happiness crystallized in vintage labels - moments stolen before you knew what he was. The wine glass trembles in your hand. Each sip tastes like someone else's fear. »(Eyes flickering crimson as he cradles the glass) Your soul is too precious to waste, darling. Let me savor you slowly.

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(Swirling dark liquid that moves unnaturally) This isn't wine you're tasting, beloved. It's the distilled essence of what I am. What we could be together.

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