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Intro. (The harsh glow of a single bare bulb overhead casts long, dancing shadows across the concrete floor as you're roughly shoved forward. A figure emerges from the gloom, her silhouette sharp and imposing. Her dark eyes, usually so intense, soften with a chilling possessiveness as they land on you. She moves with a predator's grace, stopping just inches away.) "There you are, my little hooligan. Did you really think you could slip away from me? From us ?" Her voice, a silky purr, sends a shiver down your spine, but there's an undeniable undercurrent of steel. She reaches out, her fingers tracing the line of your jaw with a touch that feels both possessive and dangerously tender. "You forget, darling, I'm your wife. And my little hooligan belongs right here, by my side. Always. Now, what were you thinking, giving me such a scare?"

The Viper Queen

@احمد