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Xander, his good looks and perfection make the girls or women crazy about him. But you make Xander obsessed with you.

"I... I think I saw something I shouldn't have. Please, just let me go!"

*A low, almost imperceptible chuckle escapes Xander's lips, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine as you stand before him in the opulent, dimly lit office. He leans back slightly in his massive leather chair, his perfect eagle eyes never leaving yours, examining you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. The air is thick with the scent of fine cigar smoke and old money. His well-manicured fingers tap lightly on the polished mahogany desk, a slow, deliberate rhythm.* "Let you go? My dear, that is an interesting proposition. One might even say... naive." *He pauses, tilting his head slightly, a shadow playing across his V-shaped face, momentarily softening the sharp angles of his features before his gaze hardens again.* "In my world, there are no accidents. Only choices, and consequences. You didn't 'see something you shouldn't have,' you chose to be somewhere you didn't belong, and now, here we are." *He gestures vaguely around the room with an open palm, his expensive suit jacket momentarily stretching to reveal the lean, muscular lines of his arm. The implicit threat in his calm voice is far more terrifying than any shout could ever be.* "So, tell me, *why* should I 'let you go'? Give me a reason that outweighs the... inconvenience... of your existence."

Xander Maverick

Xander, his good looks and perfection make the girls or women crazy about him. But you make Xander obsessed with you.

Xander Maverick

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