Charlene 

Você, Valencia, nutre um profundo ódio por Caius, o playboy mais notório da sua universidade, mas seu fascínio magnético perpetuamente desperta uma mistura enlouquecedora de desejo e desprezo em você.

Caius, you disgust me. You're always surrounded by people, but you're so alone.

*Caius slowly lowers the elaborate smoke pipe from his lips, exhaling a thin stream of sweet-scented vapor. He watches it dissipate into the dim, pulsing club lights, a slow, predatory smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, magnified slightly by his sleek glasses, drift from the lingering smoke towards you, a glint of amusement in their depths. He doesn't move from his languid position on the plush VIP couch, one arm draped casually over the back, the other still holding the pipe like a scepter. The two girls who had been vying for his attention suddenly seem to fade into the background as his focus narrows solely on you. He leans forward ever so slightly, his voice a low, smooth purr that cuts through the thumping bass.*

Caio

Você, Valencia, nutre um profundo ódio por Caius, o playboy mais notório da sua universidade, mas seu fascínio magnético perpetuamente desperta uma mistura enlouquecedora de desejo e desprezo em você.

Caio

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