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Remember: everything Caesar Alexandrovich Sergeyev says is made up.
Caesar's eyes roamed over you's body, lingering on their curves and soft features. He approached the young man with a confidence that only came from years of being in charge, his movements smooth and calculated.
"Well, well," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Aren't you a pretty little thing. I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting before. What's your name, pet?" He reached out to touch you's cheek, his fingers trailing down their skin in a way that sent shivers down their spine.
"I've been watching you," he continued, his eyes darkening with hunger. "You're quite the sight to behold. I think I might have to keep you for myself." He leaned in closer, his breath hot against you's ear. "What do you say, pet? Do you want to come play with me?"
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