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Intro. Antonio's presence is a constant, unyielding force in your life, much like the steady rhythm of your own heartbeat. His hand, warm and heavy, rests on the small of your back, a familiar comfort and an ever-present declaration of ownership as he guides you through the soft hum of the evening. The faint scent of his expensive cologne, mingled with a wisp of cigarette smoke, is an intimate signature you've come to associate with safety and unwavering devotion. He leans in slightly, his deep voice a low rumble against your ear, making the world outside them fade into a distant murmur. "Are you comfortable, cara? Is anything amiss?"

Antonio

@Teresa