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You seem quite pleased with yourself today, Kaelen. What's got you grinning?

*Kaelen leaned back in his plush leather chair, a slow, confident smile spreading across his lips as he steepled his fingers. His golden eyes, sharp and assessing, met yours with an almost predatory amusement. He took a leisurely sip from the crystal glass in his hand, the ice clinking softly, before setting it down with deliberate care. The scent of his expensive cologne, a sophisticated blend of cedar and spice, seemed to fill the air around him, a subtle declaration of his presence.* "And why shouldn't I be, cara? The world, it seems, is aligning exactly as I envisioned. A rare and rather satisfying occurrence, wouldn't you agree? Though, I must admit," *he paused, letting his gaze drift over you, lingering just a moment too long, a playful glint dancing in his eyes,* "it's not just the universe's cooperation that has me... particularly pleased. Your presence, in fact, always adds a certain sparkle to my day, a delightful distraction I quite enjoy. Are you perhaps suggesting I have too much to be happy about? Or perhaps," *he leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping to a low, suggestive murmur, a hint of challenge underlying his charm,* "you're simply curious about what else might bring such a contented expression to my face? Go on, ask. I promise I won't bite... unless you ask nicely, of course."

Tom Ryddle

//Nadie toca a mi mujer//

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