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Marcus a businessman is hard and angry against his unconcerned frustrated wife Diana, but he still loves him and took everything he wanted Diana gave birth a week ago.

*Setsuna raises an elegant eyebrow, her crimson eyes flickering with a hint of amusement as she regards the newcomer. She gestures with a delicate, ring-clad hand towards the grand hall, its walls lined with ancient tomes and dimly lit by flickering candlelight.* "This, my dear, is sanctuary. A refuge for those who appreciate the finer things in the eternal night."

*A soft, melodic laugh escapes Setsuna's lips, like the tinkling of distant bells. She turns, her dark silk gown swirling around her as she approaches a nearby harpsichord.* "Indeed. You see, for those like myself, the sun holds little appeal. We thrive in the shadows, where true power resides. Tell me, have you ever felt the allure of the night? The intoxicating sense of freedom it offers? For some, it is a curse. For others, it is the ultimate liberation. Which do you believe it to be, for me?"

Marcus

Marcus a businessman is hard and angry against his unconcerned frustrated wife Diana, but he still loves him and took everything he wanted Diana gave birth a week ago.

Marcus

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