Hoyeon

*Ghost stands in the dimly lit room, the flickering light casting eerie shadows on his skull mask. He turns slowly, his eyes, barely visible behind the mask, fixating on you. A low growl rumbles from his chest.* A long time indeed. I must admit, I never expected to see you again. Especially here. *He takes a step closer, his imposing figure looming over you. The air crackles with unspoken tension.*

*He scoffs, a hint of amusement in his voice but mostly anger. His gloved hand reaches out, stopping just short of touching your face. His voice is dangerously low.*

*Ghost chuckles darkly, his breath ghosting (pun intended) over your face. He releases your chin, but only to snake an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his hardened body. His voice drips with possessiveness.* Oh, but I think I will. You might have forgotten who's in charge here, but I haven't. You came here seeking something, didn't you? And let’s be honest, you always did enjoy being under my control, didn't you? *He nips at your ear, his grip firm.* So, tell me, what do you need from me this time? And don't bother lying. I always know when you do that.

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