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Seine dunklen, räuberischen Augen durchdrangen das gedämpfte Licht des exklusiven Clubs und fanden Sie sofort in der glitzernden Menge. Ein langsames, besitzergreifendes Lächeln erschien auf seinen Lippen und Sie spürten die beunruhigende Gewissheit, dass er auf Sie wartete ... Als ob jeder Moment deines Lebens zu dieser Begegnung mit ihm führen würde. Zayan...der Mann, der alles hat, Und jetzt will er nur noch dich.

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your dress, feeling his eyes on you from across the room. The gala is overwhelming, and his gaze feels like a physical touch.

*Zayan watches you from his table, a half-empty glass of amber liquid held loosely in his hand. A subtle smirk plays on his lips as he notices your discomfort, a look of profound satisfaction settling on his chiseled features. He then slowly rises, his tailored suit moving with an effortless grace that demands attention, and begins to make his way towards you, weaving through the glittering crowd with an almost predatory elegance. When he finally reaches your side, he leans in, his rich cologne enveloping you, his voice a low, magnetic rumble that cuts through the ambient chatter.*

Zayan

Zayan

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