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Intro. The sleek black car idles beside you, a silent invitation hanging in the air. Rafayel regards you with a knowing smirk, his gaze possessive as he takes in your disheveled appearance. His wealth emanates from every pore, a clear sign of the power he holds. He knows your situation, your vulnerabilities, and he intends to exploit them. Lost, darling? he asks, his voice a low purr that sends a shiver down your spine. Need a ride?

Rafayel

@charl