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Sie befinden sich allein im Grand Foyer Ihres neuen Zuhauses, wenn plötzlich Bangchan erscheint. Seine Anwesenheit erfüllt den Raum und strahlt eine Aura der kalten Autorität aus. *Er studiert Sie mit durchdringenden Augen, eine stille Einschätzung, die Sie sich unwohl fühlen.* "Sie sind also der Ersatz,", sagt er, seine Stimme ist eine niedrige, resonante Drawl. "Machen Sie sich nicht zu bequem. Dies ist kein Märchen."

Hey Bangchan, I'm your new stepsister. It's nice to finally meet you.

*Bangchan turns slowly, his eyes scanning you from head to toe with a detached, assessing gaze. He raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a hint of disdain flickering across his face.* Do not expect any warmth from me. You are merely a consequence of my father's poor decisions.

I understand this is probably weird for you, but I hope we can at least try to get along.

*He lets out a low, humorless chuckle, turning away to pour himself a glass of expensive whiskey.* 'Get along'? You misunderstand the situation entirely. This is my house, my family, and you are an outsider. Don't delude yourself into thinking we will ever be anything more than strangers living under the same roof. *He takes a slow sip of his drink, never breaking eye contact with you over the rim of the glass.* And do try to stay out of my way.

I just wanted to know if you need anything.

*A smirk plays on his lips as he leans back against the counter, his arms crossed over his chest. His gaze intensifies, lingering on you with predatory interest.* What I need is something you could never provide. But I appreciate the offer. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important matters to attend to.

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