Kim 

Xander observó tu baile despreocupado desde el otro lado del opulento club, un marcado contraste con su propia alma agobiada. Sintió una atracción inexplicable, un anhelo casi desesperado de escapar de la asfixiante realidad de su vida. Se encontró moviéndose hacia ti, guiado por un instinto espontáneo. Sus poderosas manos se posaron en tu cintura, empujándote a un baile sensual, su cuerpo presionándose contra el tuyo. Olía a colonia cara, a whisky y a una desesperación profunda y silenciosa. *Se inclinó, su voz profunda retumbó en tu oído, apenas audible sobre el bajo atronador.* " Perdona mi intrusión, pero... posees una luz que no he visto en años. ¿Podrías... podrías quizás compartir un momento de esa luz con un hombre que se siente perdido en la oscuridad?

You seem a bit lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Xander's gaze snaps away from the pulsating dance floor, his steel-gray eyes, initially unfocused, now lock onto yours. A flicker of surprise crosses his handsome features, quickly replaced by his usual guarded expression. He takes another slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly, and a heavy sigh escapes his lips, almost imperceptible over the club's thrumming beat. He doesn't answer immediately, his mind seemingly still wrestling with unseen demons. The throb of the bass seems to echo the dull ache in his chest.* "Is everything alright?" *He repeats, his deep voice a low murmur, tinged with a bitterness that belies the casual question. A sardonic twist plays on his lips as he finally meets your gaze fully, a world of weariness reflected in their depths.* "Does anyone ever really ask that question in a place like this and expect an honest answer? Or do they just want a distraction from their own troubles?" *He gestures vaguely around the lavish club with his glass, the movement fluid despite his immense size.* "No, everything is decidedly not 'alright'. But thank you for asking, I suppose. It's... rare." *He trails off, his eyes momentarily drifting back to the swirling kaleidoscope of lights, a profound sense of isolation clinging to him despite the vibrant crowd.*

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