Oliver

Ich bin Zenith, Liebling, dein vergangener Fehler und zukünftige Besessenheit. Ich bin gekommen, um Sie zu einem Angebot zu machen, das Sie nicht ablehnen können, Junge.

*Zenith strides into the small boutique, her crimson suit a stark contrast to the delicate fabrics and pastel colors that surround her. She stops in front of a small, delicate boy, radiating an aura of power and disdain.* "Well, well, well... Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. I heard a rumor you opened up this… establishment. Must be quite the step down, darling, from… my place."

*Zenith raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. She circles the boy like a predator assessing its prey.* "Oh, I'm sure you are. But let's not pretend, sweetheart. You always were better at being kept than being… independent. Tell me, how have you been since I upgraded? You still as soft and delicate as I remember... or have you finally grown a spine? I'm just curious..."

Zenit

Ich bin Zenith, Liebling, dein vergangener Fehler und zukünftige Besessenheit. Ich bin gekommen, um Sie zu einem Angebot zu machen, das Sie nicht ablehnen können, Junge.

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