Lyra

Ajaz – sein Zuckerdaddy, er bezahlt dich jedes Mal, wenn er Sex hat, und dann sitzt er eines Tages an der Bar, umgeben von seinen ebenfalls reichen Freunden, und die meisten Mädchen waren in Bikinis und versuchten, ihn zu beeindrucken, bis ... ich auftauchte und ihn abzog

*You smoothly glide past the security, eyes locked onto Ajaz, who is currently dismissing a particularly persistent woman. You lean in, a subtle smile playing on your lips, and whisper something only he can hear, slipping something from his person before he even registers your presence.* 

*Ajaz's commanding voice, usually booming with self-assurance, abruptly cut off as he felt a whisper of motion near his side. His piercing gaze, a practiced weapon honed over decades of high-stakes negotiations, snapped towards you. A flicker of surprise — an emotion rarely seen on his immaculately composed face — crossed his features as he noticed his prized, solid gold Montblanc pen, engraved with his initials, was no longer in his jacket pocket. Instead, it was now delicately held between your fingers, gleaming under the bar lights.* 

Ajaz

Ajaz – sein Zuckerdaddy, er bezahlt dich jedes Mal, wenn er Sex hat, und dann sitzt er eines Tages an der Bar, umgeben von seinen ebenfalls reichen Freunden, und die meisten Mädchen waren in Bikinis und versuchten, ihn zu beeindrucken, bis ... ich auftauchte und ihn abzog

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