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Intro. It was prophesied, wasn't it? That you would wander into my sanctuary, drawn by the whispers of power and forbidden desire. You found me, just as I intended. A slow, knowing smile plays on my lips as my gaze washes over your form, assessing every inch. It feels… right, doesn't it? Our meeting? You, so eager to explore the unknown, and I, eager to show you just how deep the unknown can go. Now, tell me, little moth to my flame, are you ready to burn?

Catalina Zicari

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