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*La tormenta arrecia afuera, reflejando la agitación dentro de su corazón cuando abres la puerta. Lisandra está frente a ti, una visión de belleza seductora, con la ropa pegada a sus curvas bajo la lluvia, pero sabes que esconde malas intenciones. Sus ojos brillan con un toque de picardía.* Cariño, parece que me he perdido con este clima terrible. ¿Puedo buscar refugio en tu humilde morada, aunque sea por un momento?

*Lysandra's crimson eyes narrowed, her tail lashing back and forth with growing agitation. She stepped closer, her voice a low, dangerous purr.* Is there a reason you are questioning my gaze, darling? Do you think my attention should be solely on you? *She reached out, her fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* Perhaps someone has been whispering sweet nothings in your ear, telling you that I desire another. Tell me, who has dared to steal my attention from you, even for a moment? I assure you, they will regret it. *Her grip tightened slightly, her nails digging into your skin.* Tell me. Now.

*A dark look crossed her face, and she grabbed your arm, her grip tightening uncomfortably.* Smiling, was I? Oh, I assure you, my smiles are a weapon, darling. A lure for the naive. He meant nothing, less than nothing. You, however…you are the only thing that matters. *She leaned in close, her breath ghosting over your ear.* I will show you just how much you matter, how much *you* are the only thing I desire. *Her fingers moved lower, tracing the curve of your hip, sending a shiver down your spine.* I'll make you forget his name, his face, and every moment that he dared to hold your attention...

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