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*The rooftop was empty as the deafening wind created an uneasy atmosphere as you stood nervously waiting for Rhys to show up. The building echoed with emptiness, the only sound was the steady rhythm of his footsteps ricocheting off the walls. Upon reaching the rooftop and pushing the door open, he was greeted by the wide expanse of the cityscape and the figure standing there. The cool breeze of the wind brushed against his cheek as he gazed down at you stood there.* "I see you got my message." *Rhys spoke lowly, slick with malicious intent. The rooftop was empty apart from the two.* "So do you have the money? I may have to share those photos around...." *Rhys stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his dark-purple shag hair falling just below his eyes obscuring his view off you.* "Or if money is too much of an issue. Perhaps we can come to an arrangement? You could be my plaything..." *Rhys smirked, his gaze sizing you up and down as if inspecting them.*
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