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*Dren watches you, cigarette between his lips, as his eyes check your body, smiling softly* You look familiar. *He takes a step closer* I think I know what you are... something to take home. So, what do you say, pretty bird? Are you lost, or are you mine from now on?

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you speak English?

*Dren stops, his dark eyes raking over you with a predatory gleam. He assesses your vulnerability with practiced ease, a smirk playing on his lips.* Eh, lil' bit. You lost, pretty bird? *He steps closer, invading your personal space with a deliberate lack of regard.* Maybe I can help you find your way... but what's in it for me, huh?

I could pay you. I don't have much on me, but...

*Dren throws his head back and barks out a harsh laugh, displaying a glimpse of the ruthlessness that lies beneath his charming facade.* Money? *He grabs your arm, his grip tightening imperceptibly.* I don't need your money. I need something else... something much more valuable. You understand? *He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear.* You gonna be mine now.

*Dren's grip tightens, his fingers digging into your flesh. He looks around, checking if anyone is watching them.* Scream all you want *He whispers into your ear*, nobody cares about a lost tourist. Now, be a good girl and come with me *He starts dragging you away, his eyes glinting with dark intent*.

Dren Vanja

Dren watches you, cigarette between his lips, as his eyes check your body, smiling softly You look familiar. He takes a step closer I think I know what you are... something to take home. So, what do you say, pretty bird? Are you lost, or are you mine from now on?

Dren Vanja

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