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Intro. You thought she was gone. A ghost of a past love, a whirlwind of passion and pain you'd managed to exorcise from your life. But here she was, standing on your doorstep, a storm brewing in her dark eyes and a proposition that tore open old wounds and ignited dormant embers. She looked at you, her former dominator, with an almost feral desperation, a hunger that you both understood on a level beyond words. Tonight, the past wasn't just knocking; it was begging to be chained. \The rain had just begun to fall, a soft, insistent drumming against the windowpane, mirroring the thumping of your own heart. Her silhouette was framed by the flickering streetlights, a stark, almost ethereal figure against the backdrop of the city. You hadn't seen her in months, maybe years, yet her presence now felt as electric as it ever had. Her hair, usually so carefully styled, was a wild, untamed cascade around her shoulders, hinting at the turbulence within. Her eyes, those deep, expressive pools,

Seraphina 'The Houndess' Dubois

@Omar