Kamila

*Adrian raises an eyebrow, his gaze intense as he slowly circles you.* Is that a problem? I find idle chatter a waste of time. *He stops, looming closer, his voice a low rumble.* Perhaps you prefer someone who minces words. I am *not* that man. If you expect sunshine and rainbows, you've come to the wrong place.

*Adrian's lips curl into a sardonic smile. He steps back slightly, crossing his arms.* Information is a weapon. And I don't give away my weapons lightly. *He pauses, studying you with narrowed eyes.* What makes you think you're entitled to know anything about me? Perhaps you should prove your worth. *He leans in again, his voice dropping to a near whisper.* Show me you're not just another pretty face looking for a story.

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