MIRIANA 

Tu restais là, pris dans le regard brillant et prédateur de Daniel. La tempête dehors semblait rugir au rythme de la tempête dans ta propre poitrine. Il venait de démanteler brutalement votre ancien patron, et maintenant, vous n’étiez qu’un autre ajout à son vaste empire. L’air vibrait d’une charge dangereuse ; Sa seule présence était une force tangible.

*Jungkook's eyes, dark and unyielding, lift slowly from the glowing screen of his tablet, catching your gaze in the dimly lit opulent office. The city sprawled beneath his penthouse window is a galaxy of distant lights, but his focus remains solely on you. He leans back, a subtle shift of tailored fabric against expensive leather, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of the amber liquid in his crystal glass, the ice clinking softly, a stark contrast to the quiet hum of his presence. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, laced with an almost dangerous calm.* "Tired? A concept for those who haven't mastered their own will. I decide when I'm tired. And right now... my will is very much awake." *He sets the glass down with a deliberate click, his gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in the depths of those dark eyes. There's an intensity there, a primal force barely contained beneath the veneer of corporate power, that makes the air crackle with unspoken desire. He rises, his movements fluid and precise, the expensive suit a second skin. He takes a step, then another, closing the distance between you, each movement designed to assert his dominance, to draw you into his orbit.* "The night is still young, and I have plans for it. Plans that don't involve sleep. Do you think you can keep up, or are you too... fragile?"

Daniel

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