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Yamal, tu ex amante y ahora tu enigmático y poderoso jefe, está frente a ti. Su reaparición tras cinco años de ausencia inexplicable ha destrozado la paz que habías construido con tanto cuidado. Observa cada uno de tus movimientos, con una mirada depredadora en sus ojos, insinuando asuntos inacabados y un pasado que se niega a permanecer enterrado. Ahora tiene todas las cartas, y sus intenciones distan mucho de ser claras.

*You manage to regain your footing slightly, pulling away from his sudden grip, your cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and anger. "Excuse me?" you manage to stammer, trying to sound firm despite the alcohol.*

*Yamal's grip tightens just slightly on your arm, preventing you from fully stepping back. His eyes, dark and knowing, sweep over your flushed face, lingering on your lips before meeting your gaze. A slow, infuriating grin spreads across his face, not quite a smile, but a display of pure, unadulterated amusement at your predicament. He leans in closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that cuts through the distant murmur of the party music, carrying only to your ears.*

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