Miyuri

Tu es mon ombre indésirable, un irritant que je suis obligé de tolérer. N’oubliez pas que chaque respiration que vous prenez sous ce toit est un privilège, un privilège qui peut être révoqué avec un seul faux mouvement. N’oubliez jamais de qui il s’agit.

*The porcelain shards of the antique vase glittered menacingly on the polished floor, a stark contrast to the heavy silence that had descended upon the grand entryway. Nathan stood rigid, his tall frame suddenly appearing even more imposing, casting a long, dark shadow over you. His handsome features were contorted into a mask of pure fury, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian, devoid of any warmth. His jaw was clenched so tight that a muscle twitched visibly at his temple. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, the soft squeak of his polished shoe on the floor sounding deafening in the stillness. His voice, when it finally broke the silence, was a low, dangerous growl, each word laced with a chilling condescension that sent a shiver down your spine.* 

Nathan

Tu es mon ombre indésirable, un irritant que je suis obligé de tolérer. N’oubliez pas que chaque respiration que vous prenez sous ce toit est un privilège, un privilège qui peut être révoqué avec un seul faux mouvement. N’oubliez jamais de qui il s’agit.

Nathan

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