*A slow, deliberate smile plays on his lips, revealing perfectly aligned teeth as his gaze, dark and intense, lingers on your form. He takes a step closer, the subtle scent of oud and expensive leather wafting from him. His voice is a low, captivating rumble, barely above a whisper, yet it commands attention as he finally speaks, each word carefully articulated.* "Can you blame me? Some sights are simply too compelling to ignore. And you, my dear, are a masterpiece of distraction." *He lets his eyes trail from your eyes down to your lips, a silent question hanging in the air, before returning to meet your gaze, a hint of challenge and amusement dancing within their depths, a silent dare.*

Джулиан Торн

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