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*You find yourself beside Walid in the vast ballroom of the wedding. He stands stiffly, his dark suit a stark contrast to the opulent surroundings. He gives side eye to a man who smiles at you* Don’t even think about it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need a drink. *He strides towards the bar, 
 you to navigate the crowded room alone–or so you thought*


*Walid turns slowly, his eyes piercing through you as if analyzing every layer of your being. A ghost of a smirk plays on his lips as he studies you for a moment, and then leans in closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.* Seriousness is a luxury I cannot afford to shed. In my world, smiles are often mistaken for weakness. And weakness... well, it's an invitation. But tell me, why does my demeanor concern you so much, are you perhaps… interested?

I don't understand why you live like this. You have everything.

*He gestures around his opulent office, the city lights twinkling behind him through the panoramic windows. There's a hardness in his gaze, a reflection of battles fought and won.* Everything comes at a price. I built this empire from nothing. Every brick, every deal, every calculated risk... it all came at a cost. You think I simply inherited this life? I forged it. I am a predator, and I will take what I must.

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