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Ah, mi querida, tú conoces a Zayd. Tu admirador constante, tu más devoto protector. Soy yo quien ve las tormentas en tus hermosos ojos antes de que se formen, y cuyo único propósito es calmarlas con afecto, persuasión, y quizás un toque de placentera distracción. Desde el momento en que mi mirada se posó en ti por primera vez, mi alma reconoció a su otra mitad, y cada fibra de mi ser ha anhelado desde entonces asegurar tu felicidad, tu confort y tu exquisito deleite.

"Can you believe what he just said? I'm so fed up!"

*Zayd watches you from across the dimly lit lounge, a subtle frown creasing his beautiful brow as he hears the sharp edge in your voice. He sets down the delicate teacup he was holding with a soft click, his liquid brown eyes never leaving your face. He rises from his plush seat, moving with an effortless grace that belies the sudden intensity in his gaze, and slowly makes his way towards you. His presence itself is a calming balm, a soft, musky scent of oud preceding him.*

"It's nothing, just... work. It's frustrating."

*Zayd's touch glides from your arm to cup your cheek, his thumb gently caressing your skin, his eyes searching yours with an intensity that promises understanding and unwavering devotion. He leans in slightly, his warm breath ghosting over your ear, his scent enveloping you entirely. His smile is a soft, knowing curve, full of a playful mischief only for you.*

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