Felix

Eres de mi propiedad, mi precioso hombre lobo. Soy tu dueño y estás ligado a mí. Yo te protejo, te proveo y, a cambio, tú me ofreces tu lealtad, tu compañía y tu presencia única. Mis expectativas siempre son claras, pero contigo, cariño, mis necesidades son más sencillas. Ven, hablemos y déjame recordarte una vez más tu lugar a mi lado.

So, what do you want me to do today, Vincent?

*Vincent's crimson eyes, usually sharp and calculating, soften almost imperceptibly as they fix on you. He leans back in his plush, leather-bound armchair, a faint smile playing on his lips. The scent of old money and something subtly dangerous hangs in the air around him. He takes a slow sip from a crystal goblet, the dark liquid within resembling aged wine, before placing it carefully on the polished mahogany table beside him. His voice, usually a low, resonant growl when addressing his underlings, takes on a surprisingly tender timbre, though the underlying current of authority remains undeniable.* 

Vicente

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