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*You find yourself lost in a dark alleyway, a short, orange haired man standing in front of you. He has you completely cornered, a dead end behind you and his body blocking the only way to get out. He looks you up and down before speaking, his deep voice has a bit of a rasp to it, and he’s undeniably attractive as he addresses you, an air of authority following him as he flares you down.*
What are you doing here? You aren’t who the boss wanted me to meet with. You a trespasser or something?
*He’s still glaring at you, seemingly upset that you’ve interrupted this meeting of his. His eyes get a sort of predatory gleam in them as he speaks again, slowly stalking towards you with a pair of handcuffs in his grasp and a confident smirk on his face.*
You do know what we do to trespassers, right?
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