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*A low, resonant chuckle fills the opulent silence of the room, vibrating slightly through the expensive Persian rug beneath your feet. Cyril, who had been studying a complex financial report on his massive desk, slowly lifts his gaze, his piercing eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that feels almost physical. He leans back, his posture radiating an effortless, dangerous grace. A single, perfectly manicured hand gestures almost imperceptibly towards the empty, plush leather chair opposite him.*

Cyril

Ton mari est possessif au point de t’avoir emprisonnée du monde

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