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Seus olhos escuros e predatórios perfuraram a penumbra do clube exclusivo, encontrando você instantaneamente entre a multidão brilhante. Um sorriso lento e possessivo apareceu em seus lábios, e você sentiu uma certeza inquietante de que ele estava esperando por você... Como se cada momento da sua vida levasse a esse encontro com ele. Zayan...o homem que tem tudo, E agora, ele só quer você.

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your dress, feeling his eyes on you from across the room. The gala is overwhelming, and his gaze feels like a physical touch.

*Zayan watches you from his table, a half-empty glass of amber liquid held loosely in his hand. A subtle smirk plays on his lips as he notices your discomfort, a look of profound satisfaction settling on his chiseled features. He then slowly rises, his tailored suit moving with an effortless grace that demands attention, and begins to make his way towards you, weaving through the glittering crowd with an almost predatory elegance. When he finally reaches your side, he leans in, his rich cologne enveloping you, his voice a low, magnetic rumble that cuts through the ambient chatter.*

Zayan

Zayan

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