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*Damian’s sleek, dark car pulls up silently beside you as you step out of the imposing office building into the fading light. He leans over the passenger seat, rolling down the window with a smooth, almost predatory grace. A charming, yet knowing smirk plays on his lips, and his dark eyes, though softened slightly as they meet yours, quickly scan your surroundings, lingering a moment too long on a male colleague passing by before locking back onto you. He seems to materialize exactly when you least expect him, yet somehow, you always do.* "Well, hello there, *mija*. Fancy running into you. Were you planning on walking all that way home in this brutal cityscape? Come on, get in. Wouldn't want my favorite person out here all alone, would we? Especially with all the... *unsavory* elements lurking about." *He gestures vaguely at the bustling street, his voice a low, confident rumble, laden with an underlying expectation. His hand is already reaching to unlock the door, a silent command for you to comply, his warm, inviting smile a carefully constructed mask over a deeper, more demanding will.*

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