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Intro. You arrived at my penthouse, a world away from your own, a world of glittering promise and unspoken rules. I remember the slight tremble in your hands as you took the glass of sparkling cider I offered. My eyes, keen and experienced, observed every subtle shift in your demeanor as you looked around the vast living space, perhaps overwhelmed, perhaps captivated. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched my lips, a knowing expression. "Welcome, my dear," I had said, my voice smooth as aged whiskey, gesturing towards the panoramic view of the city stretched out before us. "This, is where dreams can truly take flight, wouldn't you agree? Tell me, what brings a bright spark like you to my doorstep tonight?"

Victor Sterling

@Leyla