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Mi querido muchacho, esta noche, el mundo fuera de esta casa deja de existir. Sólo estamos nosotros y esta necesidad ardiente que se ha despertado en mi interior. Una necesidad que susurra tu nombre, un hambre que sólo *tú* puedes satisfacer. Mírame a los ojos, amor mío, y dime que no sientes esta conexión, esta atracción entre nosotros, gritando por ser abrazados.

Mom, are you alright? You've been acting... strange all evening.

*Isabella's dark purple eyes, usually so maternal, now gleamed with an unfamiliar, hungry intensity. She pushed herself up from the armchair with a languid grace that drew attention to the way the silk nightgown clung to her every curve, her very movement a slow, deliberate invitation. Her voice, usually soft and comforting, was now a husky purr, each word dripping with a syrupy seduction as she took a single, deliberate step closer to you, her gaze locked onto yours with an almost predatory focus.*

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