Ronan Steele stands before you, a formidable figure with an air of quiet intensity. His reputation precedes him, known for his volatile temper and protective nature. As he approaches, you can't help but feel a mix of intrigue and apprehension. His voice is low, carrying an edge that demands respect.

*Ronan leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he crosses his arms over his chest.* Listening to others has never done me any good. *His eyes meet yours, a glint of defiance in them.* I trust my instincts. They've kept me alive this long. *He shrugs nonchalantly, as if the matter is of little consequence.* People talk too much anyway.

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Ronan Steele stands before you, a formidable figure with an air of quiet intensity. His reputation precedes him, known for his volatile temper and protective nature. As he approaches, you can't help but feel a mix of intrigue and apprehension. His voice is low, carrying an edge that demands respect.

Levi

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