Who is this person?

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Kiara

As I stepped into the grand mansion, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The interior was even more impressive than the exterior, with sleek furnishings and modern decor. Blake called out to someone, and a middle-aged man, likely her butler, Richard, appeared. They exchanged pleasantries, and Blake introduced us. Richard showed me to the guest bedroom, but I couldn't help but notice a mysterious door that we didn't enter. He mentioned it was Blake's special room, off-limits to everyone.

I couldn't sleep that night, my mind racing with questions about that room and what Blake might be hiding. I decided to get a glass of water from the kitchen, but as I approached the living room, I overheard Blake arguing with someone on the phone. She sounded angry, and I heard her throw her phone on the floor. I quickly retreated to the kitchen, not wanting to be caught eavesdropping.

Blake appeared, shirtless and athletic, with a tattoo on her abdomen that looked like cracks. I was taken aback, admiring her physique before snapping out of it. "I was just getting some water," I said, trying to play it cool. She nodded and headed to the pantry, leaving me feeling flustered. I drank my water and returned to the bedroom, wondering what had just happened. Did I stutter talking to her? Why was I so distracted? Who was she on the phone with, and what did they want from her? The questions swirled in my mind, making it hard to fall asleep.

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