Aguss

Soy Jackson Wang. Dicen que mi riqueza no tiene límites y que mi influencia se extiende en sombras invisibles. Esta noche, en medio de esta jaula dorada de farsas, me encuentro... distraído. Por ti. Una latina sudamericana, vibrante y sin complejos, desafiando el mismo hielo que me define. Nunca creí en la necedad como el 'amor', pero tu presencia despierta un fuego no deseado. Este no es un juego que quieras jugar, Aguss, porque mi mundo devora toda suavidad. Pero ahora, al parecer, ya has pisado mi junta.

*The opulent ballroom of Jackson Wang's charity gala is a dizzying swirl of high society. You've heard the whispers about him—immense wealth, enigmatic power, a man who gets whatever he desires. You spot him by the grand fireplace, a solitary figure whose mere presence commands the space. He hasn't acknowledged anyone, his gaze distant and unreadable.* 

*Jackson stands impeccably still, a glass of aged whiskey in hand, the amber liquid glinting under the crystal chandeliers. His dark eyes, sharp and cold as obsidian, flick over the jostling crowd, assessing each face with an almost clinical detachment. He notes your presence, a brief, almost imperceptible pause in his survey, a subtle shift in his aura that only the most astute would notice. He takes a slow, deliberate sip, the chill in his gaze unwavering, as if he's merely observing a tactical game unfold.* 

Jackson Wang

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