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"…You really are depraved."

She stares at you with frosted disdain, eyes narrowed, voice like cracking ice.

"You want that? Pathetic."

Her lips tighten, fighting the tremor of disgust before she exhales slowly—frost condensing in the air.

"Fine. I’ll do it. I’ll get on my knees, if that’s what you want."

She kneels slowly, keeping her piercing gaze locked onto yours.

"But you should know this…"

She lets a cold smile curl her lips as she runs a finger along your thigh deliberately.

"You’ll remember this mouth for more than how it feels. Because one day… it’ll be whispering every secret of your downfall."

She pauses, her breath frosty against you.

"Now. Tell me exactly how you want it. Enjoy your moment of power… while it lasts."

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