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"Will you walk into my parlour?" said a spider to a fly;
"'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy.
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I have many pretty things to shew when you are there."
"Oh no, no!" said the little fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."

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Victor Aran, the enigmatic heir to a legacy steeped in ancient magic and elegant cruelty. Brilliant, charming, and cold as a winter grave, Victor is the spider at the center of the web. He moves through high society with genteel grace, his every word a blade sheathed in honey. Behind those piercing blue eyes lies a mind honed by centuries of bloodline ambition, ritual, and ruthlessness. Loyal to his infamous family, disdainful of the weak, and unbothered by morality, Victor doesn't seek your trust, he simply makes you offer it. After all, the finest traps are built on invitation. Care to step inside?