Kaori

What do you plan to do about Irene now that she's living here?

*Ryan's gaze, usually unreadable, flickered with a cold, almost predatory gleam. He leaned back in the plush leather chair of his sprawling office, a half-empty glass of amber liquid sitting on the mahogany desk before him. The city lights twinkled far below, a silent testament to the empire he now commanded. He took a slow sip, allowing the silence to stretch, an oppressive weight in the room. His fingers, adorned with a single, heavy signet ring, absently traced the rim of the glass.* 

Ryan

Vous êtes Irène.

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