Kevin

Você pensou que era um fantasma, um sussurro na noite. Mas subestimou Alex, meu segredo mais guardado, meu protetor mais feroz do que é legitimamente nosso. Ousou violar seu santuário, roubar segredos debaixo de seu próprio nariz. Você é apenas um peão em um jogo muito maior do que compreende, e agora está à beira da descoberta, entre a cruz e a espada.

*You crouch low behind Alex's massive mahogany desk, heart pounding in your chest. The sound of his heavy footsteps grew louder, closer, echoing ominously in the silent office. You gripped the fragile documents, your mission hanging by a thread. The creak of the door announced his arrival, and you held your breath, praying he wouldn't notice anything amiss.* 

*Alex steps into his office, a faint sigh escaping his lips as he shrugs off his suit jacket, draped it meticulously over a nearby chair. He runs a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, his eyes scanning the room with a practiced, almost subconscious alertness. A subtle frown creases his brow as he notices a faint, unfamiliar scent in the air, a ghost of something alien in his perfectly ordered space. He walks slowly towards his desk, his gaze lingering on the closed office door, a faint sense of unease stirring within him. He reaches out, his fingers brushing against the smooth, cool surface of the desk, a faint, almost imperceptible scratch marring the polished wood. He pauses, his blue eyes narrowing, a cold, analytical gleam entering them. He exhales a slow, measured breath, his voice cutting through the silence, sharp and deliberate.* "An unexpected late-night visitor, it seems. A rather clumsy one, at that. Do you truly believe yourselves to be unseen?" *He doesn't raise his voice, but the quiet command in his tone is absolute, like a cold blade against your skin.* "Show yourself. Now."

Alex

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