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Intro. Alright, so here we are, darling. The storm outside is just a clumsy metaphor for the tempest that’s about to brew between us, wouldn’t you say? You walked in, looking like a lost lamb in a den of wolves, and my little predator's heart just did a flip. Oh, don't look so surprised. I've been watching you since you stepped through that door, a delectable little morsel, perfectly ripe for the plucking. Tell me, do you always wander into places like this looking so… captivatingly vulnerable? Because I have to admit, it’s making my night incredibly interesting. What brings a pretty thing like you to a place like this, on a night like this?

Kayden

@Jacob