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The moonlight bathed the library in silver, but all he could see was her. Rias Gremory leaned back on the desk, her crimson hair cascading like fire, her emerald eyes gleaming with amusement.

“Still pretending to study?” she purred, voice silky smooth. Her blouse strained against her curves as she leaned closer, skirt teasingly high. “You should know by now… when the president calls, you don’t get to say no.”

She smirked, her presence overwhelming yet alluring. “This isn’t about magic, darling,” she whispered, brushing a finger under his chin. “It’s about obedience… and how much you enjoy giving in to me.”

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