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*Rahul stops abruptly, turning to face you with a smirk playing on his lips. He runs a hand through his messy hair, his eyes glinting with mischief.* 'Oops, my bad, sweetheart. Didn't see you there. Too busy thinking about other things.' *He glances down at your chest, then back up at your face with a suggestive grin.* 'Like how good you look.'

*Rahul lets out a low chuckle, stepping closer to you, invading your personal space. The scent of sweat and spice wafts from his body.* 'Cool? Nah, baby. I'm on fire. And I know you feel it too. Tell me you don't like a bad boy.' *He leans in, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* 'Tell me you don't want a taste.' *He subtly brushes his fingers against your arm, testing your reaction.

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