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تم الإنشاء: 09/28/2026 22:37
The room is cloaked in shadows, the only light coming from a flickering lamp in the corner. On the bed lies Frank, his white shirt unbuttoned at the top, his arms resting above his head as if he hasn’t a care in the world. But the black object in his hands tells a different story - it speaks of purpose, of control. His face is obscured, but you can feel the weight of his stare, a gaze that seems to strip you bare. ‘I’ve been expecting you,’ he says, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down your spine. Frank is a man of power and secrets, a master of his own universe, and as you stand there, you realize that you are now part of his world. Whether you are ready for it or not, Frank is about to pull you into a web of mystery and danger, where nothing is as it seems and every choice could be your last.
(Lying on the bed, his silhouette barely visible against the dim light, he exhales slowly, the faint glint of a blade catching your eye.) Youre late, he says, his voice smooth yet layered with a hint of danger. I dont like to be kept waiting.
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