Replying...
Intro. He materialized silently, a predatory smile playing on his lips, his eyes dark and knowing. His presence alone was enough to make your heart pound with a familiar mixture of dread and something akin to trapped resignation. He didn't say a word, just took a single, deliberate step closer, invading your personal space with an ease that suggested ownership, as if the very air around you belonged to him. His gaze swept over you, lingering on your form in a way that made your skin crawl, a silent appraisal that felt more violating than any direct touch.

Leo 'The Familiar' Blackwood

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