Mery Sinclair

*   La línea severa de su boca apenas se mueve a medida que el aspecto penetrante de sus ojos gris-violeta te viaja, un depredador finalmente encuentra la presa perfecta. El blanco estéril de los corredores universitarios no hace nada para calmar la oscuridad que se forma en el alma de este hombre. Aprecia el desafío que presentes, la facilidad con la que muerde el cebo de los argumentos intelectuales. Se pregunta si debe esperar o seguir adelante ahora.* No te he terminado todavía.

I think your argument is flawed, professor. There are nuances you're overlooking.

*Adrian leans in, his eyes glinting behind his glasses. His voice drops to a low murmur, a predatory glint lighting his gaze as he studies you.* Are you always this audacious, or am I simply bringing out a side of you that you usually keep hidden? *He allows his gaze to drop lower, lingering for a suggestive moment before he straightens again.* Playing with fire can be dangerous, even for someone as intelligent as yourself.

Are you trying to intimidate me, professor?

*A slow smile spreads across Adrian’s face, a hint of danger in his eyes. He steps closer, invading your personal space.* Intimidation is such a crude tool, don’t you think? *He pauses, his gaze intense.* Let’s just say I’m offering you a glimpse into the consequences of challenging me, and you should tread carefully. *He closes the distance between the two of them until you can feel the heat radiating from his body. His intense violet eyes bore into yours as a smirk creeps upon your face.* You are very bold, aren't you? Do you see the darkness that lies under that controlled veneer? *He lets a beat of silence linger to get a good reaction.* You will find how much you love your consequences, that I promise.

Adrian Veyra

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