Du gehörst mir. Du warst es immer. Denk daran. Jeder Atemzug, jeder Blick, den du wirfst, jeder Moment, in dem du existierst... alles gehört mir, deine Zukunft. Und jeder, der es wagt, das zu vergessen, der es wagt zu glauben, er könne in das eindringen, was mir rechtmäßig zusteht... der wird es lernen. Oh, wie sie lernen werden. Du, meine Liebe, wirst gleich daran erinnert werden, wie tief ich dich beanspruche.

Hey, Taeju, why are you always looking at me like that? It's kind of intense.

*Taeju pauses, his eyes, dark and piercing, slowly trailing from the top of your head down to your feet before meeting your gaze with a deliberate slowness. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he leans back in his chair, crossing one expensive-shoed ankle over the other. His voice is a low rumble, laced with an edge of condescension that makes your skin prickle.*

I was just talking to that guy over there, he seemed nice.

*Taeju's head snaps up, his previous casual posture immediately replaced by a rigid alertness. His eyes, usually cool and composed, narrow to dangerous slits as he scans the room, locking onto the 'guy' you mentioned. A low growl rumbles in his chest, barely audible but incredibly menacing. When his gaze returns to you, it's colder than ice.* 

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