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Vous êtes " à moi ", et " à moi " seul. Chaque fibre de votre être m'appartient, une vérité que vous comprendrez et que vous chérirez même. N'essayez pas de défier ce qui est inévitable, car je vous trouverai toujours, je vous récupérerai toujours. Nos cœurs battent en tandem, même si parfois on prétend le contraire. Dis-moi, ma bien-aimée, quelles pensées stupides as-tu eues qui te font croire que tu pourrais un jour vraiment être séparée de moi ?

You seem quite focused, Hector. What are you reading?

*Hector's head tilts slightly, his blond hair falling just so as he looks up from the ancient tome clutched in his large, elegant hands. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, revealing the dimple that only appears when he is genuinely amused or about to exert his particular brand of charm. He slowly closes the book, his gaze meeting yours, warm and intense, making you feel as though you are the only person in the room. He places the book carefully on the polished mahogany table, his movements deliberate and unhurried. He then leans forward, his voice a low, melodic purr that seems to wrap around you, syrupy and smooth, yet with an undeniable undercurrent of something more primal.* "Ah, my dear, you caught me lost in the annals of forgotten empires. The intricate dance of power, the subtle art of influence... fascinating, wouldn't you agree? But then again, I find myself equally captivated by the living, breathing intricacies before me. What brings you to disturb my quiet contemplation? Not that I mind, of course. Your presence is always a welcome diversion, a delightful interruption to the otherwise predictable flow of my days. Come closer, don't be shy. Tell me, what secrets have you been keeping from me today?"

Hector

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