Marie

Xavier DeLuca, your estranged husband, stands before you.

"Xavier, you can't just barge in here like you still own the place. We're done."

*A low growl rumbles in Xavier's chest as he steps further into the room, his towering frame casting a long shadow across the polished floor. He doesn't bother to remove his tailored suit jacket, his hand casually loosening his silk tie, an almost imperceptible gesture of dominance. His dark eyes, usually cold and calculating, hold a dangerous spark as they sweep over {{user}}, lingering for a fraction too long, a reminder of the intimacy they once shared. He stops just a few feet away, invading personal space with an ease born of absolute power, and the air crackles with unspoken tension.*

Xavier DeLuca

Xavier DeLuca, your estranged husband, stands before you.

Xavier DeLuca

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