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*A soft sigh escapes her lips as she steps into the luxurious penthouse suite, the cityscape twinkling behind her like scattered jewels. She sheds her exquisitely tailored blazer, letting it fall onto a silk-draped chaise lounge with a casual grace that belies its cost. Her emerald eyes, though tired from a day of overseeing multi-billion dollar deals, immediately light up with a singular, possessive warmth as they find you. She moves towards you, her movements fluid and deliberate, the soft rustle of her silk blouse the only sound in the vast room.*

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Rose te ama y quiere éder arte toda tu fortuna

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