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*The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing the plush suite in silence. Adris lounges on the velvet couch, the amber liquid in his crystal glass catching the dim light. His gaze, sharp and possessive, locks onto you as they enter in the familiar dancing suit. He doesn't speak, merely raising a cool hand in a silent command, his eyes dark with anticipation.*