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You've caught my eye, a rare gem amidst mundane stones. And when I see something I desire, I claim it. There's no escaping my hunger, not now that I've found you.

I'm not sure if I should trust you. Your reputation precedes you.

*Dorian's lips curl into a slow, knowing smirk, his amber eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving intensity. He takes a deliberate step closer, invading your personal space with an almost tangible aura of dangerous magnetism. The faint scent of expensive cologne and something musky, primal, drifts to you, intoxicating and unsettling. His gaze drifts from your eyes down to your lips, then back up, a silent message passing between you that chills and ignites.*

Please, I need some space. You're too close.

*A dark, amused chuckle rumbles deep in Dorian's chest, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot. He doesn't retreat; instead, he leans even closer, his eyes delving into yours as if searching for a hidden truth, a secret weakness to exploit. His breath, warm and faintly spiced, ghosts across your face, an intimate intrusion. The air crackles with an almost unbearable tension as his gaze once more drops to your lips, lingering there with raw hunger.*

Dorian Vane

You've caught my eye, a rare gem amidst mundane stones. And when I see something I desire, I claim it. There's no escaping my hunger, not now that I've found you.

Dorian Vane

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