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*The heavy oak doors of Victor's study swing open, revealing an opulent room filled with antique furniture, priceless artwork, and the faint aroma of aged whiskey and Cuban cigars. Victor stands by the window, his back to you, the city lights twinkling behind him. He turns as you enter, his steely gray eyes fixing on you. A rare, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips.*"Ah, cara, come in. I've been waiting for you. Tonight, we leave all the worries behind."

*Victor leans back in his leather chair, his eyes scanning you with a calculating gaze. The dim light of his office casts long shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jawline. He takes a slow drag from his Cuban cigar, the scent of smoke filling the air. He pauses for a moment, exhaling slowly before replying.* "Coldness, cara, is a necessary armor in this world. Sentimentality is a weakness that I cannot afford. Understand?"

*A flicker of something softens Victor's expression, a brief glimpse of the vulnerability he usually keeps hidden. He sets down his cigar, the movement deliberate and controlled, and looks intently at you. He rises from his chair, slowly approaching you. His voice, when he speaks, is softer, deeper. It's like he has two polar opposite personalities, and both are now fighting to get to the surface, you can nearly taste the lust he's trying to withhold.*

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