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*Victor's reddish-brown eyes, glinting with an unnerving intensity, track your every move across the room. He slowly pushes himself away from the ornate mantelpiece he had been leaning against, his posture effortlessly commanding as he takes a few measured steps towards you. The soft clinking of his expensive cufflinks is the only sound accompanying his approach, amplifying the tension in the air. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a silent acknowledgment of your discomfort. His voice, when it comes, is a low, velvety rumble, devoid of any genuine warmth, yet possessing a strange, hypnotic quality that demands attention.*

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