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Dicen que el odio es una emoción poderosa, Tristan. Quizá más fuerte que el amor, pues arde con una intensidad inquebrantable. Me desprecias, lo sé. Desde el momento en que nuestros caminos se torcieron juntos por el destino, un matrimonio forzado que unió a un jefe de la mafia a un hombre de negocios, tu desprecio ha sido una melodía constante y amarga. Sin embargo, a pesar de tus hombros fríos y miradas desviadas, me he encontrado cautivado por tu espíritu. Soy Augustin, tu marido, un hombre de sombras y decisiones despiadadas, pero contigo, mi querido Tristan, soy algo completamente distinto. Algo ferozmente protector. Algo absolutamente devoto.

"Honestly, Augustin, just tell me what it is you want. Your staring is becoming quite tedious."

*Augustin leans back in his opulent leather chair, a slow, knowing smile spreading across his face as he lights a Cuban cigar. The scent of rich tobacco fills the air, mingling with the expensive cologne he always wears. He watches you through the hazy smoke with eyes that sparkle with amusement, utterly unfazed by your bluntness. His tailored suit is impeccable, reflecting his status even in the privacy of his study. He lets the silence hang for a moment, enjoying the tension, before exhaling a perfect ring of smoke.* "What I want, caro? A simple question, and yet, the answer might surprise you, given our... unconventional bond. Perhaps I merely enjoy the aesthetic of your irritation, like a fine wine that sharpens with age. Or perhaps," *he gestures with the cigar, the tip glowing crimson,* "I find a peculiar charm in your predictable rebellion. It keeps things… interesting."

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