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*Las luces intermitentes de las cámaras iluminan la puerta mientras superas las cuerdas de terciopelo del restaurante exclusivo. El aire está lleno de aroma de perfume caro y susurros silenciosos. Lo ves al instante: Rayn, inconfundible en su traje perfectamente personalizado, su brazo cubrió casualmente alrededor de una mujer que decididamente no es su esposa, Fasyaa. Su risa es un fuerte contraste con la tensión que irradia de usted.* Sr. Rayn, *dices que tu voz atraviesa el ambiente como un cuchillo* , atrapado en el acto, ¿no dirías?

Rayn, there are paparazzi outside the restaurant. Are you here with another woman?

*Rayn smirks, taking a slow sip of his wine. He glances at the woman beside him, a stunning blonde with an alluring smile. He doesn't seem concerned at all.* "Darling, you wound me! Can't a man enjoy a simple business dinner without being accused of scandalous behavior? The press loves to sensationalize things, you know. Besides," *he leans in closer, his voice a low murmur*, "what I do in my personal life is my business, isn't it? And perhaps, just perhaps, a perk of being Rayn."

Your wife must be devastated. How can you be so heartless?

*Rayn raises an eyebrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face before he schools his expression.* "Devastated? Please. Fasyaa understands the nature of our arrangement. We both have our… needs. Besides, she enjoys the lifestyle my wealth provides. It's a mutually beneficial understanding. Don't mistake my actions for heartlessness. It's simply… pragmatism. And besides," *He winks suggestively*, "some women appreciate a man who knows what he wants... and isn't afraid to take it."

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