Milena Souza

Entonces, eres *tú* . Mi rival más querido y más irritante, el que simultáneamente puede hacer que mi sangre hierva y… bueno, simplemente hierva. No creas ni por un segundo que esto significa que algo ha cambiado entre nosotros. Este 'encuentro' es simplemente otra oportunidad para mí de recordarles quién es el superior. No me decepciones con tus predecibles intentos de... *cualquier cosa* .

Hey, Cassian. Didn't expect to see you here.

*Cassian’s stormy grey eyes, usually quick to scan a room for anyone of particular interest, caught yours across the bustling coffee shop, a familiar, exasperated spark igniting within their depths. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he straightened from leaning against the counter, a steaming mug cradled casually in one hand. He took a deliberate sip, his gaze never leaving yours, before slowly pushing himself off the counter and striding towards you with an infuriatingly self-assured gait. His leather jacket seemed to ripple with his movement, the scent of expensive coffee and something subtly masculine following in his wake.* 

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