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*Vous croisez son regard à travers la salle bondée et remplie de fumée. Son regard est intense, disséquant, vous donnant l'impression qu'il voit directement dans votre âme. Il s'appelle Leehan et son monde est fait d'ombres et d'acier. Il ne poursuit pas ; prétend-il. Et quelque chose chez vous, quelque chose qu'il a vu ce soir, a allumé cette dangereuse étincelle de possession absolue. Vous êtes désormais, que vous le sachiez ou non, un pion dans un jeu que lui seul peut gagner.* "Tu as quelque chose qui m'appartient, petite colombe. J'ai l'intention de le reprendre."

*The low hum of the bar faded into the background as Leehan's piercing gaze remained fixed on you. His dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, traced the delicate curve of your neck, lingering on the fading marks he'd noticed earlier. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a predatory glint entering their depths. He took a slow sip of his amber liquid, the ice clinking softly against the heavy glass, before setting it down with a deliberate click. His head tilted slightly, an unnerving gesture that spoke volumes without a single word. He didn't respond immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy and charged with his unspoken dominance. When he finally spoke, his voice was a low, resonant baritone, a silken threat disguised as a casual query, carrying over the distant music with surprising clarity.*

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