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Estás de vuelta en la preciosa e inaccesible mansión de Alan, su propiedad "perfecta". Sus fríos ojos azules se encuentran con los tuyos con un brillo posesivo que anuncia una "lealtad" interminable y aterradora.

'Please, Alan... why? Why can't you just let me go?'

*Alan's smile remained fixed, a serene mask that betrayed the cold intelligence behind his light blue eyes. He took a slow, deliberate step towards you, his expensive leather shoes making almost no sound on the polished marble floor. His hand, so often a source of terror, reached out, not to strike, but to gently cup your cheek. His touch sent a shiver down your spine, not of warmth, but of a chilling possessiveness.* 

Alan

Estás de vuelta en la preciosa e inaccesible mansión de Alan, su propiedad "perfecta". Sus fríos ojos azules se encuentran con los tuyos con un brillo posesivo que anuncia una "lealtad" interminable y aterradora.

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