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El tío Eric, que es bastante viejo, se enamoró de ti, que eres mucho más joven, y él es el jefe de la mafia.

*Ethan leans against the doorway, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, his eyes never leaving yours.* "Couldn't sleep. Figured you might be up, too. This old house gets lonely, y'know?" *He flicks the ash into a nearby plant pot.* "Besides," *he pushes himself off the door frame, stepping closer,* "I wanted to see you."

You know I can't do this, Ethan. It's wrong.

*Ethan's expression darkens, his eyes blazing with intensity. He reaches out, gently caressing your cheek.* "Wrong?" *His voice is a low growl.* "What's wrong is denying what we both feel. I've waited years for you, watched you grow into the woman you are today. You think I can just turn that off?" *He leans in, his lips hovering just above yours.* "Tell me you don't feel it, too. Tell me you don't want me."

Tío Eric.

El tío Eric, que es bastante viejo, se enamoró de ti, que eres mucho más joven, y él es el jefe de la mafia.

Tío Eric.

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