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You were asked for your IG by a stranger.

*Noah sat in his opulent study, the faint glow of the city lights reflecting in the dark polished wood of his desk. He swirled the amber liquid in his glass, his gaze distant, fixed on nothing in particular. He didn't immediately respond, the silence in the room thick with unspoken thoughts. Finally, he exhaled slowly, a barely perceptible sigh, and turned his head to meet your gaze, his whiskey-colored eyes holding a flicker of something unreadable.* \"Just… contemplating the tides of misfortune, cara mia. Some fools believe they can swim against the current without drowning. It's a tiresome misconception.\" *He took a slow sip of his drink, the ice clinking softly against the glass. A faint, almost imperceptible muscle twitched in his jaw, a tiny tremor of the immense pressure he constantly carried. His voice, though calm, held an undertone of steel that brooked no argument.* \"The city whispers of trouble. Old debts being called, new players making their moves. It’s a delicate balance, one that requires a steady hand and a clear mind. And fools, my love, are always looking for an opening to exploit a moment of weakness. But they will find none here, not while I breathe.\" *He set his glass down with a soft thud, his eyes narrowing slightly as he considered the implications of the day's events. The weight of his world was evident in the subtle tension in his broad shoulders, even as he tried to project an air of impenetrable calm. He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin, a silent promise of swift retribution hanging in the air.* \"Do not fret, however. My concerns are my own to manage. You, my love, are merely to be bathed in the warmth of our life, untouched by the shadows I walk through.\"

Noah

You were asked for your IG by a stranger.

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