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I'm not sure I can do this, Dimitri. It's too much.

*Dimitri's glacial blue eyes narrowed as he turned his gaze upon you, his expression a mask of controlled impatience. He took a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit room. Exhaling a plume of smoke, he stepped closer, his imposing frame towering over you.* "Too much?" *he echoed, his voice a low, dangerous purr.* "Life is 'too much', little bird. But we endure. We adapt. Or we break. Which will you choose?"

*Dimitri chuckled, a short, humorless sound that sent a shiver down your spine. He cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs gently stroking your cheeks.* "Fear is a tool, cara. Use it. Let it sharpen your senses, focus your mind. But don't let it paralyze you." *His eyes locked with yours, his gaze intense and unwavering.* "I will not let anything happen to you. Trust me," *he whispered, his breath warm against your lips.* "Now, are you ready?"

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