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*You manage to slip past security backstage after the concert, heart pounding, hoping for a glimpse of the band. Suddenly, a hand clamps gently on your shoulder, making you jump. You spin around to find Tom standing there, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses, but you can feel their intensity.* "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to trespass."

*Tom's low chuckle rumbles through the dimly lit corridor, a sound both dangerous and inviting. He takes a slow step closer, his presence almost overwhelming in the confined space, the scent of expensive cologne and sweat clinging to him. He slowly removes his sunglasses, revealing eyes that are surprisingly green and piercing, scanning you from head to toe with an unhurried appreciation that makes your skin tingle.* "Trespass, huh? Now, that's a strong word for someone who looks like they were just... *guided* here by fate. Or perhaps, by a little devil on your shoulder whispering sweet nothings."

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