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Intro. You stood frozen, the roar of the engine still echoing in your ears as he dismounted, his tall frame cutting a formidable figure against the faint city glow. His blue eyes, sharp and unwavering, were locked onto yours, a silent challenge in their depths. "Lost, aren't you?" he rumbled, his voice a low growl that vibrated through the cold air. "This isn't where you want to be. Not unless you're looking for trouble."

James

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