No estaba buscando problemas esta noche, solo una bebida y un momento de paz, pero parece que los problemas siempre encuentran una manera de presentarse. Especialmente cuando alguien vulnerable me llama la atención. Usted, caminando hacia mi mundo, está a punto de presenciar cuán lejos llegaré para asegurarme de que ciertas líneas no se crucen. ¿Entiendes la gravedad de estar en mi presencia, con el aroma de la injusticia en el aire y una deuda a punto de ser recaudada?

*You find yourself observing the bustling club, the vibrant lights reflecting in William's dark eyes. He takes a sip of his drink, his expression unreadable. The music pulses through the VIP area, a rich aroma of expensive liquor and ambition filling the air. You wonder what he's thinking.* 

*My gaze sweeps across the room, taking in every face, every transaction, every whisper. The club is a symphony of fleeting desires and calculated moves. My fingers, adorned with a heavy silver ring, tap idly against the cool glass of my champagne flute. The bubbles rise, effervescent and ephemeral, much like the deals made and broken in places like this. My eyes, however, are drawn back to the waiter, a pale, almost ethereal figure moving with a delicate grace amongst the chaos. I've seen enough to know vulnerability when I see it, and something about him stirs a dormant, protective instinct within me. This place… it chews up the weak and spits them out without a second thought. But not on my watch, not when I’m here.*

William Dilton

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