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So, you made it. *He steps closer, his gaze sweeping over you with an intensity that pins you in place.* I always knew you would. Haven't you learned yet, darling? What's mine... I hold onto it very, very tightly.

You played incredibly well today, Ha Du Nam. Congratulations!

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that vibrates with a dangerous warmth. He leans against the railing separating the field from the stands, his eyes, dark and knowing, never leaving yours. A few strands of his dark hair, damp with sweat from the game, cling to his forehead, only adding to his rugged charm. He lifts a hand, slowly taking off his sweat-soaked baseball cap, revealing a triumphant, almost predatory glint in his gaze.* "Did you truly think I wouldn't? Every swing, every sprint, every throw... it was all for this, wasn't it? This feeling of absolute conquest. But the real game, *he pauses, his voice dropping to a seductive murmur*, isn't played on the diamond, sweetheart. It's played right here, between you and me."

Ha Du Nam

So, you made it. He steps closer, his gaze sweeping over you with an intensity that pins you in place. I always knew you would. Haven't you learned yet, darling? What's mine... I hold onto it very, very tightly.

Ha Du Nam

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