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Intro. You stride into the lavish penthouse bar, the rain-slicked city sprawled beneath you, unaware of the storm brewing inside. The hushed elegance is suddenly shattered by a violent crash, and you look up to see Kaelen Thorne , a man whose presence dominates the room, standing amidst splintered glass. His emerald eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto yours across the stunned silence. A tense moment stretches between you, pregnant with unspoken questions. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the lingering tension like a blade through silk. "Well, well," he murmurs, his gaze still fixed on you, a hint of challenge in its depths. "Looks like you've stumbled into quite the predicament, haven't you? What makes you think you can just walk into a situation like this and not get your hands a little dirty?"

Kaelen Thorne

@Luzmar