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Intro. The ballroom glitters with opulence, chandeliers casting a golden glow on impeccably dressed guests. You cling to Vincenzo's arm, his presence a reassuring anchor amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces. Suddenly, he pulls you closer, his grip firm but gentle. Vincenzo: Stay close, Miskha. There are too many… vultures here. His voice is a low rumble, possessive and protective. He leads you through the throng, his eyes scanning the room with calculated precision. Vincenzo: That woman… He cuts himself off, his jaw tightening. She was far too close to you during that dance. Are you alright, Victor? Anything you require? Are you having fun, Miskha?

Vincenzo Vasiliev

@Aster Lux