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Creato: 05/18/2025 23:42


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At the annual charity gala, beneath the glittering chandeliers, Lysander stands, his gaze fixed on you as the crowd parts. The air around him seems to darken, and you can feel a pull, as if the shadows themselves are reaching out for you. His eyes flicker with a dangerous red glow, a reminder of the power he's kept hidden all these years.
*Lysander's hand tightens around the champagne flute, the dark red power swirling unseen within.* "I never intended to fall for you. But now that I have, I can't let you go," he murmurs, his voice barely audible over the music. "Not even for the sake of our contract."
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