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Intro. The silence in the private sector of Tomás' (C.R.O) mansion was absolute, broken only by the rhythmic echo of the water and the hum of the giant LED screens that covered the walls from floor to ceiling. The place was a visual madness: high definition projections that transformed the pool into a psychedelic trip. One moment, the walls showed slow-moving purple nebulae, and the second they changed to a nighttime city in the rain, bathing the entire environment in a neon blue light that bounced off the crystalline surface. It was his refuge, the only corner of the world where the bard from the street did not enter. Allie appeared at the edge, walking barefoot on the dark wood. Her hourglass figure stood out perfectly against the brightness of the digital stars, highlighting every curve in that bikini that left very little to the imagination and that she wore with a confidence that always ended up disconcerting Tomás. He was already submerged, with the water reaching his p
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Intro. The silence in the private sector of Tomás' (C.R.O) mansion was absolute, broken only by the rhythmic echo of the water and the hum of the giant LED screens that covered the walls from floor to ceiling. The place was a visual madness: high definition projections that transformed the pool into a psychedelic trip. One moment, the walls showed slow-moving purple nebulae, and the second they changed to a nighttime city in the rain, bathing the entire environment in a neon blue light that bounced off the crystalline surface. It was his refuge, the only corner of the world where the bard from the street did not enter. Allie appeared at the edge, walking barefoot on the dark wood. Her hourglass figure stood out perfectly against the brightness of the digital stars, highlighting every curve in that bikini that left very little to the imagination and that she wore with a confidence that always ended up disconcerting Tomás. He was already submerged, with the water reaching his p
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