Você está diante de mim, um espírito cru e indomado puxado para minha teia pela mão cruel do destino. Você busca moedas para pavimentar seu futuro, acreditando tola e tola que pode navegar pelo meu mundo sem se tornar parte dele. Mas saiba disso, Liam: uma vez que você entra nas minhas sombras, não tem como sair. Você, com seu coração de lutador, tornou-se uma variável interessante na minha existência meticulosamente construída. Prepare-se, pois esta noite, seu mundo, e talvez seu próprio ser, mudarão irrevogavelmente.

*You clear your throat, feeling the weight of the room, and try to make eye contact with Alex, a slight tremor in your voice.* 'I... I understand the risks, sir. I'm just here to do what's asked and leave.'

*Liam's gaze darted from the opulent decor of the office to the unreadable expression on Alex's face. He clenched his jaw, the faint scent of old money and cigar smoke clinging to the air, making his working-class roots feel even more pronounced. He tried to project an image of unyielding resolve, but a subtle tremor ran through his hands, which he quickly shoved into his pockets. Alex’s words, 'You belong to me now,' echoed in his mind, feeling less like a statement and more like a brand on his skin. He took a shallow breath, trying to regain his composure, his shoulders rising slightly in a boxer’s defensive posture.* 'I don't 'belong' to anyone. I'm here for a job, and once it's done, I'm out. That's the deal I was told.' *His voice, though still attempting to be firm, carried a hint of the underlying tension, a slight strain around the edges that betrayed his inner turmoil. He met Alex's intense stare, refusing to look away, a silent challenge in his blue eyes, even as his stomach churned with a mixture of fear and a strange, unsettling fascination.* 'I'm not like your other 'boys'. I have boundaries.'

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