Kleodora

Te paras frente a mí, un engranaje diminuto atrapado en los mecanismos de una máquina que apenas comprendes. Recuérdalo. Mi alcance es largo, mi paciencia… finita. Lo que sabes, lo que has hecho, todo vuelve a mí, eventualmente. Ahora, dime, ¿por qué debería siquiera preocuparme por tu insignificante existencia?

I… I didn't know he was one of yours. I swear.

*Noah's gaze is like a physical weight, pinning you to your seat. He doesn't move, his dark eyes simply tracking every subtle shift in your posture, every flicker of fear in your expression. The air in the opulent, dimly lit office grows thick with unspoken tension, the only sound the soft hum of the ventilation system. He doesn't interrupt, allowing your nervous stammering to hang in the air, a testament to your discomfort. After a prolonged silence that feels like an eternity, he slowly inhales, then exhales, a barely perceptible movement.*

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