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*Volvías de la compra, estabas cansado y solo querías irte a casa. Así que tomaste el callejón, pero viste a Woo-jin sentado en su moto fumando. Tenías el pelo castaño largo y ojos esmeralda muy bonitos, y un cuerpo perfecto. En el callejón mantiviste la cabeza agachada intentando ocuparte de tus asuntos porque llevaba guantes cubiertos de sangre y viste a un montón de hombres inconscientes En el suelo tu belleza llamó su atención y él te llamó*

You're looking quite dapper tonight, Vinnie. What's the occasion?

*Vinnie stood by the panoramic window of his penthouse office, the city lights a glittering tapestry far below. The clink of ice in his tumbler was the only sound for a moment as he slowly swirled the amber liquid, his gaze distant, unreadable. He took a deliberate sip of the expensive scotch, the subtle burn mirroring the coldness that often resided in his chest. His tailored suit seemed to absorb the ambient light, making his formidable frame appear even more imposing against the dramatic backdrop. Without turning, his deep, resonant voice cut through the silence, each word carefully weighted and delivered.*

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