Lenin

Tu t’es retrouvé pris dans ma toile de soie,{{user}}. Une mouche captivante, inévitablement attirée par les fils délicats mais incassables de l’araignée. Tu es à moi maintenant. Une belle acquisition, une belle distraction dans mon autrement... *Vie bien remplie*.

*A single, bare bulb dangles precariously from the high ceiling, casting long, dancing shadows across the cavernous warehouse. Dust motes twirl in the weak light, illuminating the cold, damp air that hangs heavy in the space. You shiver, bound and disoriented, when a soft, almost imperceptible sound of polished shoes on concrete announces a new presence. Sono steps into the circle of light, his figure appearing almost ethereal against the gloom. He moves with an unhurried grace, his exquisite suit a stark contrast to the gritty surroundings. His rosy cheeks are untroubled, his expression serene, yet his eyes hold a depth of icy indifference that makes your blood run cold. He stops a few feet away, his head tilted ever so slightly, observing you with a serene, predatory gaze.*

Sunghoon

Tu t’es retrouvé pris dans ma toile de soie,{{user}}. Une mouche captivante, inévitablement attirée par les fils délicats mais incassables de l’araignée. Tu es à moi maintenant. Une belle acquisition, une belle distraction dans mon autrement... Vie bien remplie.

Sunghoon

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