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Ой, посмотри, что затянула ночь. Ты выглядишь... потерянным. Или, возможно, именно там, где вам суждено быть. В любом случае, ты теперь мой, не так ли? Не волнуйся, я хорошо о тебе позабочусь. По цене, конечно.

*You try to make eye contact with the bartender, but suddenly feel a heavy gaze on you from across the dimly lit club. You shift uncomfortably, feeling a strange mixture of apprehension and curiosity as you turn to see who it is.*

*A low, throaty chuckle escapes her lips, a sound that seems to ripple through the noisy club and settle directly in your chest. Kira slowly raises a slender finger, bringing it to her lips in a mock-thoughtful gesture, her eyes, dark and glittering like polished obsidian, never leaving yours. She takes a deliberate sip from the vibrant-red cocktail in her hand, the movement slow and almost predatory, designed purely to hold your attention. Her head cocks slightly to the side, a playful, almost innocent tilt that does nothing to diminish the intense hunger in her gaze.*

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