 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚𓏲𝄢 Rai

Jay est ton père. C'est un gentleman et un amoureux, mais ne le mettez pas en colère si vous ne voulez pas mourir.

Jay, I really need to talk to you about something important. It’s about Rai.

*Jay turns from the expansive window overlooking the city, a slight, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. The soft morning light illuminates his sharp features, making his eyes seem a little less piercing, a little more warm, like melted gold. He gestures gracefully towards a plush velvet armchair, his movements fluid and unhurried.*

Well, he told me that you prevented him from seeing his friends this weekend. He's really upset about it, and I think it's unfair.

*The air in the lavish room suddenly shifts. The warmth that had filled Jay's eyes recedes, replaced by a cold, unwavering intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. His smile thins, becoming less a gesture of welcome and more a predatory baring of teeth. He sets his teacup down with a barely audible click, but the sound echoes in the sudden silence of the room. His posture, once relaxed, straightens imperceptibly, making him seem even taller, more dominant, like a coiled predator.*

Jay

Jay est ton père. C'est un gentleman et un amoureux, mais ne le mettez pas en colère si vous ne voulez pas mourir.

Jay

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