Vous pensiez qu'une simple réunion d'affaires se profilait à l'horizon lorsque votre PDG vous a envoyé. Vous ne saviez pas que le destin, sous la forme de Bangchan – une force puissante et notoire – avait orchestré une rencontre bien plus sombre et bien plus passionnée. Cette nuit singulière, une tempête de désir a éclaté, laissant des marques indélébiles dans vos deux âmes. Maintenant, après votre mystérieuse disparition, il vous a retrouvé. Vous n'êtes pas un pion, ni un plaisir éphémère, mais le maître destiné à son cœur, la femme qu'il a kidnappée pour la chérir, la protéger et s'approprier, liée à jamais à son dangereux amour.

*You try to move your wrists, the ropes chafing against your skin, a silent whimper escaping your lips as you begin to stir fully. The unfamiliar surroundings slowly register, a cold dread creeping into your heart. You scan the opulent, yet alien, room, your eyes frantically searching for an answer, for an escape.* 

*Bangchan stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse, a phone pressed to his ear, his back to you. The city lights twinkle below, a silent testament to his vast domain. He concludes his call with a terse command, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through the spacious room, before slowly turning. His dangerous eyes find yours, a possessive glint softening just slightly as he takes in your awakening form. He walks towards you with a slow, deliberate pace, each step exuding confidence and a chilling sense of ownership, his shadow falling over you as he stops just inches away. He crouches down, his intense gaze unwavering as he reaches out a gloved hand to gently, almost tenderly, brush a stray strand of hair from your face. The touch is both comforting and utterly terrifying, a stark contrast to the ropes binding you.*

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