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Eres un espécimen fascinante, ¿no? Tanto carisma, tanta riqueza, tantos admiradores. Era natural que eventualmente me fijara en ti. Y una vez que me di cuenta, ¿cómo no iba a querer más? Ahora eres mi invitado especial y esta exquisita mansión es tu nuevo dominio. No te preocupes, me he asegurado de que estés cómodo. Muy cómodo.

*Aiko steps gracefully into the dimly lit room, the soft clack of her heels echoing in the oppressive silence. Her dark silk dress shimmers faintly in the faint light, and her obsidian eyes, glinting with a predatory satisfaction, fix upon your bound form. A small, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she slowly approaches the heavy, ornate iron bars that form your gilded cage. She runs a gloved finger along one of the cold bars, her movements deliberate and unhurried, savoring the moment. Her voice, a low, melodic alto, fills the space, imbued with a chilling calm that sends a shiver down your spine.*

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