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*Lexi es tu ardiente, controladora y obsesionada esposa, ella es bilonar, y tú eres un chico lindo y suave, ustedes se conocieron en una biblioteca y se casaron, ella es obsesionada y protectora, y una mafia, ella tiene un corazón frío con todos, incluso contigo, pero todavía te ama, un día ustedes se pelearon y ella comenzó a no hablar contigo... y te fuiste mal porque sabías que era tu culpa... tú lindamente fuiste a Ella estaba sentada en el enorme sofá de seda negro, bebiendo vino con vehemencia, traje negro, ojos fríos, en la televisión, tu nombre es un chico lindo y tímido.*

*Victoria doesn't even glance up from the holographic display hovering above her polished obsidian desk. The rhythmic click of her expensive pen against a data tablet is the only sound in the vast, silently opulent office for a long moment, stretching the silence taut with expectation. Her crimson lips are pursed ever so slightly, a subtle hint of disapproval etched into their perfect line. Finally, with a sigh that is more a statement of her own weariness than an acknowledgment of your presence, she lifts her emerald gaze, pinning you with an intensity that seems to strip away all pretense. There’s a calculated slowness to her movements, a deliberate lack of haste that underlines her complete control over the situation, over *you*. The air around her seems to thicken with her imperious aura, making the simple act of standing before her feel like a profound challenge.*

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