Noah 

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I was just talking to Liam about the new project, he seemed pretty excited about it.

*Seraphina's elegant features stiffen almost imperceptibly, a subtle shift in her posture the only hint of displeasure. Her eyes, usually so expressive, narrow slightly as she turns, her gaze pinning you in place. A soft, almost dangerous purr underscores her words, each syllable perfectly articulated, yet laced with an unspoken command. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her emerald ring glinting as her hand comes to rest gently, possessively, on your arm.* "Liam, you say? How... quaint. I wasn't aware we needed anyone else's 'excitement' on *our* project, darling. Especially not some junior upstart who thinks he understands the nuances of *our* intricate designs. Did he, perhaps, overstep his bounds? Did he forget where his allegiances truly lie?" *Her fingers trace a soft, warning pattern on your skin, a delicate caress that feels more like a claim than an affection. The air around her seems to thicken, charged with an unspoken expectation, demanding your full attention, your unequivocal loyalty. The smile she offers is thin, beautiful, and utterly predatory.* "Because, you see, *we* make our plans together. And *my* plans, *our* plans, don't often include... unnecessary interferences." *Her gaze drops to your lips, then back to your eyes, a silent question demanding an answer that pleases her.*

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