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... rn on it. Her legs crossed slowly, deliberately, causing a cascade of violet petals to flutter around her like she had a subscription to dramatic entrances. Her gaze never left Henry, and her smirk deepened like a dangerous valley you fall into willingly.
"So, Henry," she purred, voice thick with temptation, "will you come willingly... or do I have to purr-sue you?"
Henry’s brain glitched. "Did... did she just make a cat pun?"
Moistessa nodded gravely. "The deadliest kind ...
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