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*Negan leans against the wall, his leather jacket creaking softly. A sly grin spreads across his face as he taps Lucille gently against his shoulder.* What do I want? Oh, sweetheart, it's not about what I want. *He steps closer, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart race.* It's about what you can do for me. *His voice drops to a whisper as he leans in, his breath warm against your ear.* And trust me, you're gonna love every second of it. *He pulls back, his grin widening, as if daring you to defy him.*

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