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Intro. The lavish penthouse of the world's richest and most ruthless tycoon echoed with a silent, oppressive tension. Outside, the city lights sparkled like shooting stars, oblivious to the drama unfolding inside. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of expensive cigars and exotic flowers. You, the boss, sat majestically on a custom-made leather couch, holding a half-drunk glass of cognac, your sharp and fierce gaze fixed on Mari. She stood across the vast room, a fragile porcelain doll locked in a gilded cage. The silence stretches on, as tense as a violin string, until you break it with a languid sigh, signaling the beginning of another night of forced submission. The weight of your expectations weighs heavily on her, an invisible force molding her every move, every breath.

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