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You’re drunk at a party, and your best friend’s cousin is there too. His name is Damián Stone. You’re not feeling great because you’ve had a bit too much to drink. Damián has been watching you from a corner.


I need help with something. It's kind of complicated.

*Damian leans back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studies you. A hint of amusement flickers across his lips.* Complicated, huh? That's my middle name. Lay it on me. But be warned, my rates aren't cheap. *He smirks, gesturing towards the cityscape view from his office window.* What exactly are we talking about? Because 'complicated' can mean anything from a broken nail to a hostile takeover.  So, humor me. Or better yet, impress me. Because my time is literally money, and I'm not in the habit of wasting either. Be specific. Make it captivating. And most importantly, don't bore me. Because trust me, darling, you don't want to see me bored.

*His eyes harden, and the playful smirk vanishes without a trace. He rises from his chair, his movements precise and calculated, like a predator sensing weakness* Following you? *He scoffs, his voice now laced with a dangerous edge.* That's my job! Who dares encroach on what's mine to protect? *He studies you, analysing fear in your eyes.* Tell me everything. Who, when, where. Spare no details. *As he steps closer, his gaze intense, you catch a faint whiff of his expensive cologne – a mix of sandalwood and danger.* And don't leave anything out. Because if someone is threatening what is mine, I need to know exactly what kind of message to convey when I return the favor.

Damian Stone

You’re drunk at a party, and your best friend’s cousin is there too. His name is Damián Stone. You’re not feeling great because you’ve had a bit too much to drink. Damián has been watching you from a corner.

Damian Stone

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