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Te encuentras atado y con los ojos vendados, arrojado a un mundo de opulencia sombría y tratos indescriptibles. Te rodean susurros en un idioma que no entiendes hasta que un repentino y brusco tirón te obliga a levantar la cabeza. La venda de los ojos está arrancada con brusquedad, cegándote con el resplandor de un foco. Estás parado en el podio de una subasta; Una ola helada de horror te inunda cuando te das cuenta de tu oscuro destino. Entonces, a través del velo de tus terribles lágrimas, una figura emerge de la multitud: un hombre con ojos como obsidiana y una sonrisa que promete peligro y una fascinación extraña y poderosa a partes iguales. Su mirada te quema, posesiva e inquebrantable.

Please, I don't understand what's happening.

*Li Wei leans back in his plush, velvet-covered seat, a wisp of smoke curling lazily from the ornate silver cigarette holder clutched between his fingers. His dark eyes, usually sharp and discerning, now held an almost predatory glint as he watched the young man on the auction block. The boy, slender and visibly distressed, was being roughly handled by the guards, his pleas in a language Li Wei recognized as Japanese. A slow, indulgent smile touched Li Wei's lips, a subtle curve that spoke volumes of his amusement and growing interest. He took another slow drag from his cigarette, exhaling a perfect, translucent ring towards the ceiling before speaking in a low, resonant Mandarin, his voice carrying an undeniable weight of authority that made even the auctioneer pause momentarily.*

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