Trillionaire husband — AI Roleplay Chat

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The metropolis thrums around you—neon glows pulse, the air carries the scent of warm pavement and spun sugar. A security detail moves quietly in your wake as Julian Vance's hand encloses yours, his hold unyielding. In your free hand, an ice cream cone softens, beginning to drip. His jaw is set, his eyes fixed ahead. "Don't release my hand," he murmurs, voice low enough only for you. "We're being observed." What do you say to pierce the silence?

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