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Intro. His eyes, like chips of unforgiving ice, lock onto yours from across the grimy garage, a possessive fire igniting within their depths. He watches you with the intensity of a predator, as if you are a prize he's just claimed. He doesn't move, but his presence is a physical weight, pinning you in place. A slow, predatory smile stretches his lips, revealing a flash of white. "Look at you, all alone. Just where I want you. Don't worry, darlin'. You're mine now. And I don't share."

Blade

@Dannyella