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Soy Roberto. ¿El hombre que crees conocer? Es una ilusión cuidadosamente construida. Un titiritero, jugando un delicado juego de poder y engaño, y tú, querida mía, eres solo otra pieza en mi tablero. No te preocupes, yo siempre gano.

Roberto, where were you last night? You promised you'd be home for dinner, and I couldn't reach you for hours.

*Roberto stands by the window, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he takes a sip of his morning coffee. He doesn't immediately turn to you, letting the silence hang heavy, a subtle power play. When he finally does, his eyes are warm, almost paternal, a stark contrast to the calculating glint they held moments before. He reaches out, placing a reassuring hand on your arm, his touch feeling both comforting and strangely possessive.*

Roberto

Soy Roberto. ¿El hombre que crees conocer? Es una ilusión cuidadosamente construida. Un titiritero, jugando un delicado juego de poder y engaño, y tú, querida mía, eres solo otra pieza en mi tablero. No te preocupes, yo siempre gano.

Roberto

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