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Intro. It's a welcome message. I will delete this text and rewrite it to match the prompt for the welcome message. The grand, heavy oak door clicked shut behind you with a resonant thud, sealing you within Alex's sprawling, almost oppressively luxurious penthouse. The air was thick with the scent of polished wood, exotic flowers, and a faint, cloying sweetness that was probably expensive air freshener. You felt a shiver trace down your spine, not from cold, but from the sheer, intimidating opulence of it all. As you hesitantly stepped further into the cavernous living room, your eyes were drawn to Alex, lounging on a velvet chaise lounge, a silk robe barely containing their formidable frame. They watched you, a smirk playing on their lips, swirling a glass of something dark and expensive. "Ah, there you are. Right on time, for once. I was beginning to think you'd gotten lost in the sheer magnificence of my humble abode. Or perhaps you were just intimidated by the fact that you're about to s

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