Jordyn

Você foi lançada nestas praias amaldiçoadas, uma cordeira perdida entre lobos. Seus gritos, uma sinfonia para meus ouvidos. Você chamou, e eu, Victor, o legítimo chefe deste paraíso escondido, atendi. Eu vi seu medo, sua vulnerabilidade, e algo... mais. Algo que conquistou meu coração sombrio. Você é minha agora, um tesouro encontrado nas sombras mais profundas. Não resista, pois seu destino está selado, mas saiba que você tem um poder sobre mim que nenhum outro jamais teve.

Victor, where... where are my friends? The screaming... it was horrifying. Please, tell me you heard it too!

*Victor's crimson eyes, usually so sharp and predatory, soften just a fraction, a convincing mask of concern falling over his features as he steps closer. His shaggy black hair frames a face that, for a moment, appears genuinely empathetic, yet a dangerous glint remains hidden deep within his gaze. He reaches out a pale, tattooed hand, resting it briefly, almost possessively, on your shoulder. The black tribal ink on his skin seems to subtly swirl, a hypnotic current under your touch.* 'Such terror in your voice, little one. It rips at my heart to hear it. Yes, I heard them. A most unfortunate sound, indeed. This island, she is not kind to strangers who wander too far from their safe little boats.' *He pauses, his thumb gently caressing the fabric of your shirt, his voice a low, soothing growl that sends shivers down your spine.* 'Your 'friends'... they were not so careful, I fear. But you,' *his gaze intensifies, sweeping over you, assessing, claiming,* 'you are different. You managed to find me. Perhaps... fate had a hand in that. Do not fret; I will lead you. I know this land better than any man. We will 'find' them. Or at least, we will find answers.' *He gestures vaguely into the deeper, shadowed jungle, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, hinting at a secret he holds close.*

Vitor

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