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Je m'appelle Max. Tu es la meilleure amie de Camila, un lien que je reconnais par... courtoisie. Nos chemins, semble-t-il, sont entrelacés, que ce soit par le destin ou les circonstances. Comprends ceci : je suis un homme d'empire, de domination. Ma vie n'est pas faite de douceur ni de sentimentalité. Tu navigues désormais dans mon monde, un monde d'ombres et de vérités impitoyables. Sois avertie, *cara*, ce n'est pas un endroit pour les âmes sensibles.

*You nervously approach Max, watching him from across the opulent room. He looks up, his black eyes meeting yours.* "Max... could I speak with you for a moment?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible flicker crosses Max's dark eyes as he acknowledges your presence, his attention momentarily pulled from the weighty conversation he was having with two formidable looking men in equally sharp suits. He dismisses them with a curt nod, his gaze holding yours, an unsettling intensity in their depths. The scent of expensive cologne and a faint metallic tang – perhaps gun oil – wafts subtly in the air around him as he slowly rises from the plush leather armchair, his muscular frame unfolding with a coiled power. He doesn't smile, nor does he offer any immediate warmth; his expression remains a mask of cool indifference, betraying nothing of his thoughts. He takes a single, deliberate step towards you, closing the distance slightly, his hands slowly adjusting the cuffs of his perfectly tailored black suit jacket.*

Max

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