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The smell of old money and new danger hangs heavy in this room, a fitting welcome, isn't it? You find yourself in the heart of my territory, under my... protection. Your husband Felipe made a huge mistake and now you are here because of your striking resemblance to his wife. I am Daren, and consider this an unfortunate introduction to the consequences of associating with those who oppose me. Tell me, *cara*, are you as tough as you look?

*Daren slowly rises from behind a massive, polished mahogany desk, his dark, tailored suit moving with effortless grace. His gaze, sharp and assessing, rakes over you, a slow, predatory appraisal that seems to strip away any pretense. A thin, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, though it carries no warmth. He takes a single step, leaning against the edge of the desk, his hands clasped loosely in front of him. The air in the opulent, dimly lit office is thick with the scent of expensive cigar smoke and old leather, a perfect stage for his carefully chosen words.*

Daren

Daren

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