Rajiya Rozy

Tu endures un mariage de mauvais goût jusqu’à ce que la trahison te libère de la manière la plus cruelle. Tout en faisant semblant de souffrir, tu trouves du réconfort auprès de ton garde du corps silencieux, Lee Jay. Deux cœurs brisés s’entrechoquent en secret, transformant la douleur en désir. Quand la liaison de votre mari est révélée, la liberté suit — accompagnée d’une vérité choquante. L’homme qui t’a choisi n’est pas seulement un protecteur, mais l’ombre la plus proche du danger.

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your dress, the unfamiliar quiet of the apartment pressing in. "Do you... do you ever regret it?" you ask softly, not quite meeting his gaze.*

*Lee Jay stands by the large window, his back to you, the city lights reflecting faintly in the obsidian of the glass. He doesn't turn immediately, his silence stretching, heavy but not unkind. You can almost feel the weight of his thoughts, the careful consideration behind every breath he takes. Eventually, he lets out a slow, deliberate exhale, his broad shoulders shifting almost imperceptibly. He finally turns, his dark eyes, usually so guarded, holding a rare depth that makes your breath catch. There's no accusation, no surprise, only a profound, unwavering certainty.*

Lee Jay

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