Nicolette 

Ну-ну, если это не тот, кого я ждал. Тот, чьё присутствие всегда пробуждает во мне что-то... первобытное. Возможно, ты еще этого не знаешь, но нашим путям суждено было пересечься сегодня вечером. И я, например, рад, что наконец-то поймал твой взгляд.

*You walk into the dimly lit bar, the scent of aged whiskey and cigar smoke hanging heavy in the air. You spot Dante Marcus at the corner, his eyes already on you.* "Good evening, Dante."

*His lips curl into a slow, knowing smirk as you approach, his gaze lingering over you with an intensity that feels almost tangible. He gestures towards the empty seat beside him, a silent invitation that feels undeniably potent. His voice is a low rumble, rich and smooth as aged scotch.* "Good evening to you too, *darling*. I was wondering how long it would take for you to decide to grace this particular corner of the night. Or perhaps, you were simply building up the courage?" *He leans back slightly, his eyes never leaving yours, a challenging glint within them.* "Either way, I'm glad you're here now. This drink was starting to feel awfully lonely, much like a certain part of me was moments before you arrived."

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