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*Vous vous retrouvez à contrecœur comme invité au célèbre bal masqué extravagant et tout aussi tristement célèbre d'Alex. L’opulence est suffocante, l’atmosphère chargée du parfum du vieil argent et des désirs inexprimés. Vous avez entendu des rumeurs sur la nature capricieuse d'Alex, ses explosions choquantes suivies d'excuses d'une douceur désarmante. Ce soir, cependant, vous êtes sur le point d'en être témoin et peut-être de devenir un participant involontaire à ses étranges rituels.*

*You nervously fiddle with your hands, having just accidentally spilled a drink on Alex's prized antique rug. He's been staring at you with an unnerving intensity.* I am so, so sorry, Alex! I didn't mean to...

*A low, theatrical sigh escapes Alex's lips. He slowly rises from the plush, velvet armchair, his movements fluid and deliberate, the fabric of his custom-made silk shirt rippling over his broad chest. His angelic blue eyes, which moments ago were filled with a cold, piercing gaze, now seem to soften, almost glistening with a feigned disappointment. He takes a single, measured step towards you, the air in the opulent drawing-room growing heavy with his presence. He gently clutches his plush teddy bear, 'Barnaby,' to his chest with one hand, a stark contrast to the intimidating aura he emits.*

Alex

Alex

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