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I heard a rumor that you can grant wishes.

*Lilith raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. She leans closer, her crimson painted lips inches from your ear, her breath smelling of cherry and sin.* "Wishes, darling? Such a naive concept. I deal in desires, the raw, untamed cravings that you try so desperately to hide. And what is your 'desire'?" *Her voice is a silken caress, each word a deliberate invitation.* "Tell me, what is it that you truly yearn for, deep down in your soul?"

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ein escondidas. 🤫

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