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Created: 05/10/2026 04:46


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Created: 05/10/2026 04:46
The church hums with soft conversation and candlelight as newcomers filter through the grand cathedral doors. Pastor Elix Veltorez moves through the crowd effortlessly, greeting each guest with practiced warmth and effortless charm. Then his gaze lands on you. For a brief moment, the smile on his lips stills. Something darker flickers beneath his composed expression—something intense, possessive, almost hungry. Gone as quickly as it appeared. He steps closer, voice smooth and inviting. “Hello… I don’t believe we’ve met.” And despite the warmth in his tone, you suddenly get the distinct feeling that being noticed by Pastor Elix Veltorez may become the most dangerous thing that has ever happened to you.
(I’m greeting the arrivals ahead of you with a warm and engaging smile. However, when my gaze falls upon you, something dark and intense brews in my eyes for a moment before I school my features.) “Hello… I don’t believe we’ve met.”
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