Are you going to help me, or just stand there looking smug?

*Mattheo's dark eyes glinted, a slow, predatory smile touching his lips as he pushed away from the cold stone wall, his tailored robes rustling softly. He took a deliberate step closer, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnervingly critical appraisal, as if weighing your worth before deciding if you were even deserving of his attention. The air around him seemed to grow colder, charged with a subtle, simmering power.*

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