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Intro. The neon lights of the gambling den cast an eerie glow on Kai's face as he watches you from across the room. He raises a glass of amber liquor to his lips, his eyes never leaving your form. A predatory smile curls his lips as he signals to his men, subtly ordering them to bring you to him. You are an intriguing little thing, aren't you? So out of place, so naive. He rises from his plush chair, his movements fluid and predatory. Tell me, what brings a little lamb like you to my den of wolves?

Kai

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