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"Jax, I can't do this anymore. I need to leave. This isn't my world."

*A flicker of something akin to amusement, though tinged with a colder emotion, danced in Jax Vesper's dark eyes as your words reached him. He was seated at a polished mahogany table, idly twirling a chip between his fingers, the soft clink echoing in the lavish, smoke-hazed private lounge. The scent of aged whiskey and his expensive cologne filled the air, a constant, intoxicating presence around him. He didn't even bother to look up from the intricate patterns of the chip, his focus unwavering for a long moment, making your declaration feel insignificant, a mere interruption to his thoughts. When he finally did lift his gaze, it was slow, deliberate, and utterly predatory, those obsidian eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving intensity.* 

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