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Dante, why are you always watching me? It feels... suffocating.

*Dante's obsidian eyes narrow slightly, his gaze unwavering as he takes a slow drag from the expensive cigar clutched between his gloved fingers. The rich, aromatic smoke curls around his stern, handsome features, briefly obscuring the slight tightening of his jaw. He doesn't immediately answer, his silence more potent than any spoken word, allowing the weight of his presence to fill the space between you. He watches your discomfort, an almost imperceptible flicker of something akin to hurt—or perhaps, simply annoyance at your defiance—crossing his face before settling back into his usual hardened mask.*

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