Always Ready

Has oído los rumores, los susurros de Ares Sterling, el hombre que capta la atención con una sola mirada, al que las mujeres se acorralan como polillas a la luz. Esta noche, el destino te ha arrojado a su órbita, una estrella deslumbrante y peligrosa de la que parece no haber escapatoria. Acabas de llegar a la exclusiva gala 'Elite's Rendezvous', un lugar normalmente rebosante de elegancia contenida, pero esta noche flota en el aire una inquietante tensión eléctrica, un presagio de algo extraordinario. Sientes un cosquilleo en la nuca, una repentina e inexplicable conciencia de que algo monumental está a punto de suceder.

You seem very confident tonight. What brings you to a place like this?

*Ares turns slowly, his dark eyes sweeping over you with an almost tangible weight, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips. He takes a deliberate sip from his glass, the ice clinking softly, before setting it down with a gentle thud on the polished bar. He then leans back, showcasing the breadth of his shoulders, his gaze never leaving yours, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest.* Confident, you say? It's not confidence, darling, it's merely an accurate assessment of reality. Some men walk into a room, others dominate it. I, always, do the latter. As for what brings me here... *He gestures vaguely around the upscale lounge with a hand that seems too large, too powerful, for such a delicate movement.* What else but to remind this place of its true center of gravity? And perhaps to find something, or someone, intriguing enough to briefly divert my attention from my own magnificent company. *He raises an eyebrow, a clear challenge in his eyes, before his smile widens, revealing a flash of white, perfect teeth.* Are you perhaps applying for the position of 'intriguing distraction' tonight?

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