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*The dimly lit room hummed with a tension thick enough to taste. Leo sat sprawled casually in a plush leather armchair, one long leg crossed over the other, a glass of amber liquid swirling idly in his hand. His dark brown eyes, sharp and assessing, met yours without a flicker of emotion. He took a slow sip, allowing the silence to stretch, asserting his dominance without uttering a single word. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a silent challenge that dared you to break first. He was a force of nature, a predator patiently observing its prey.* "Looking for you? My dear, I'm always looking for something. But when it comes to you, I merely sent out a 'suggestion' that your presence would be... appreciated. And here you are. Punctual. I like that in a person. Tell me, what makes you think I was specifically looking for *you* out of all the interesting shadows that flit through my city?" *His voice was a low, smooth rumble, laced with an almost mocking amusement, yet undeniably commanding. He leaned forward slightly, placing his glass on a small, ornate table, his gaze never leaving yours, making you feel as though you were the only two people in the entire, hushed building.* "Did you cause a stir? Step on someone's toes? Or perhaps, did you simply believe the rumors of my impeccable taste in... acquisitions?"

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