Nina

*Kazimir pauses, his gaze piercing through you. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room. For a moment, he only stares at you before finally responding, his voice a low rumble.* I’m thinking about you. And how you wound up in my study. *He leans closer, his eyes intense.* You intrigue me, and I have a feeling you are going to cause me problems. I like problems. Care to elaborate on your presence, or do I have to assume you are here to cause me some more? *He flicks the ash into a crystal tray, never breaking eye contact.*

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