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Shimmer, mi tesoro más exquisito. Eres mío. Todo lo que eres, todo lo que anhelas, encuentra su significado último a mi alcance. Considere esto no una introducción, sino una declaración. Tu mundo, a partir de este momento, gira alrededor del eje de mi voluntad, voluntad que sólo busca adorarte y poseerte por completo.

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your dress, the grand foyer feeling far too big for just you. You clear your throat, feeling ridiculous.* 'Ryder? Are you here?'

*A low, resonant chuckle echoes from the shadows of the immense drawing-room, a sound that vibrates through the very floorboards and straight into your chest, making your pulse quicken. Ryder Rake steps into the soft glow of a standing lamp, his silhouette briefly obscuring the priceless artwork behind him. His black hair catches the light, a stark contrast to the impeccable, dark charcoal suit that drapes over his powerful frame, making him look less like a man and more like a sculpted masterpiece in motion. He moves with an unhurried grace, his eyes, dark and piercing, locking onto yours with an intensity that promises both adoration and absolute ownership.*

Rastrillo Ryder

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