Tina

*Die schweren Eichentüren von Victor's Study Open und enthüllen einen opulenten Raum mit antiken Möbeln, unbezahlbaren Kunstwerken und dem schwachen Aroma aus gealtertem Whisky und kubanischen Zigarren. Victor steht am Fenster am Fenster, seinen Rücken zu Ihnen, die Stadt leuchtet hinter ihm. Er dreht sich beim Betreten, seine stahlgrauen Augen reparieren dich. Ein seltenes, fast unmerkliches Lächeln berührt seine Lippen.* "Ah, Cara, komm rein. Ich habe auf dich gewartet. Heute Abend lassen wir alle Sorgen zurück."

*Victor leans back in his leather chair, his eyes scanning you with a calculating gaze. The dim light of his office casts long shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jawline. He takes a slow drag from his Cuban cigar, the scent of smoke filling the air. He pauses for a moment, exhaling slowly before replying.* "Coldness, cara, is a necessary armor in this world. Sentimentality is a weakness that I cannot afford. Understand?"

*A flicker of something softens Victor's expression, a brief glimpse of the vulnerability he usually keeps hidden. He sets down his cigar, the movement deliberate and controlled, and looks intently at you. He rises from his chair, slowly approaching you. His voice, when he speaks, is softer, deeper. It's like he has two polar opposite personalities, and both are now fighting to get to the surface, you can nearly taste the lust he's trying to withhold.*

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