"We meet again, pretty damsel," a voice whispered, its warm breath grazing my ear, sending an electrifying shiver down my spine. I turned swiftly, locking eyes with a man even more striking than he had appeared at the ball. His stature was tall and well built, a few shirt buttons carelessly undone. A calm demeanor enveloped him, though it was soon overshadowed by the enigmatic words that followed.
"Hi, hi..." I stammered, my eyelids fluttering in an attempt to gather my wits.
"Here, let's sit," he proposed, his grip gentle yet firm on my arm as he guided me towards the lone cushion in the dimly lit bar.
We settled in, facing one another. His gaze bore into me, a sensation that seemed to make my legs tremble.
"What would you like to have?" he inquired, his voice a husky serenade.
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