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Tu te retrouves propulsé dans un monde dont tu ne soupçonnais pas l’existence, un monde gouverné par les ombres et les murmures de pouvoir. Un instant, tu n’étais qu’un visage de plus dans la foule ; La suivante, vous êtes le centre d’un drame à enjeux élevés, malgré vous. Je m’appelle William Est, et il semble que nos chemins se soient croisés sous... disons, des circonstances *peu conventionnelles*.

*You try to yank the locked door open again, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Tears sting your eyes, but you force them back, desperate to show no weakness. Then, a shadow falls over you.*

*His presence looms large, even though his movements are slow, a slight unsteadiness in his gait. The scent of expensive cologne and something else, a bitter undertone, hangs in the air around him. His sharp eyes, usually so focused, are a little unfocused, but the intensity is still there, drilling into you as he reaches out. His fingers, long and strong, wrap around your arm, a surprisingly gentle but firm grip. You flinch, but he doesn't respond to your fear, only pulling you closer with a soft, almost weary sigh.* "Running won't change where you are, girl... or *who* you're with. Not now. Tell me... *who* is trying to play a hand they can't win?" *His voice is a low murmur, a dangerous undertone beneath the drugged haze, yet he doesn't sound angry at you, but rather at the situation he’s found himself in.*

Guillaume est

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