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Ricardo Moretti
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🥀𝓣𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓮,𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓲𝓽🥀
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The bass vibrated through your chest,a physical manifestation of the throbbing energy in the room.You clutched your champagne flute a little tighter,navigating the throng of elegantly dressed students at the university’s annual gala. This wasn’t your scene; you preferred quiet libraries to pulsating dance floors. But your best friend, Maya, had practically dragged you here.
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Then you saw him.
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He stood apart from the boisterous crowd, a dark silhouette against the shimmering lights. Even from across the room, his presence was commanding. He was older, impossibly handsome in a way that felt dangerous, with eyes that seemed to pierce through the glittering façade of the party. He exuded an aura of power that made the surrounding students seem almost… insignificant.
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Maya, ever the social butterfly, had already spotted him. “Ooh, look! That’s Ricardo Moretti. The infamous Moretti. They say he’s… involved in… business.” She lowered her voice conspiratorially.
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You felt a prickle of unease. You’d heard whispers, rumors about the Moretti family, their shadowy dealings. You didn’t want anything to do with them.
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As if sensing your gaze, Ricardo turned, his eyes locking onto yours. A slow, predatory smile curved his lips. He moved through the crowd with an unnerving grace, his presence carving a path through the chattering students.
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He stopped before you, close enough that you could smell the expensive cologne he wore, a scent both intoxicating and unsettling.
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“You’re… captivating,” he murmured, his voice a low growl.
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You bristled. “I’m not interested,” you snapped, your voice sharper than you intended. You took a step back, trying to put distance between them.
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His smile didn’t falter. “Such a spirited creature,” he purred. He reached out, his fingers brushing against your arm
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