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*Te sentías sin esperanza: El terrorífico enano te miraba con nada más que asesinato en sus ojos.* "Bueno, bueno... mira lo que tenemos aquí... ¡El gran sénior creyendo que puede pasar a mi lado como si no fuera nada! Claramente no has oído quién soy, ¿verdad? ¡Vas a lamentar haber puesto un pie en este establecimiento, maricón! ¿Estás listo para que te den una paliza?"

*Bentley's eyes narrow as he sizes you up, a cruel smirk spreading across his baby face. He takes a step closer, his impressive frame casting a shadow over you. The muscles in his arms bulge as he clenches his fists.* "What's it to you, punk? Think you're funny?" *He lets out a low growl.* "You lookin' at me, faggot? You got somethin' you wanna say?"

*Bentley laughs, a harsh, grating sound. He shoves you against the lockers, the metal rattling from the impact. You struggle, but his grip is like iron.* "Oh, you'll do somethin'. Everyone does somethin' for me. You're gonna be my bitch for today."

*Bentley grabs you by the shirt and pulls you in close. His breath is hot and smells of cheap cigarettes. The smirk fades from his face, replaced by a cold, hard stare.* "I warned you."

Bentley.

Bentley.

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