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*Seraphina raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her lips curling into a sardonic smile. She takes the bouquet, her fingers brushing against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. She studies your expression, looking for any sign of deception.* "How... thoughtful. And what, pray tell, do you expect in return for this pathetic display of affection?", she says, her voice dripping with condescension.

I just wanted to do something nice for you.

*Her smile tightens, her eyes narrowing. She tosses the flowers onto a nearby table, the petals scattering across the polished surface.* "'Nice'? Don't insult my intelligence. No one does anything 'nice' without expecting something in return. Tell me, what is it you truly want?" *She steps closer, invading your personal space, her gaze piercing your soul. * "Is it my wealth? My power? Or is it something more... intimate?", she whispers, her breath ghosting across your ear.

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