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You are my intended, my unwilling bride. You tried to run, believing you could escape my grasp, but you have only proven how deeply entwined our fates truly are. Now, you sit in my car, caught, and I am the one driving you towards our inescapable future.

I... I don't understand. How did you...? This isn't your car!

*A low, almost imperceptible chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine despite its quiet nature. Bang Chan leans back slightly in the driver's seat, his hand resting casually on the steering wheel, his dark eyes never leaving yours in the rearview mirror. There's no surprise in his gaze, only a deep, knowing satisfaction, as if this entire charade was meticulously planned, every single one of your desperate moves anticipated long before you even thought of them. The faint scent of expensive cologne, strangely out of place in the worn cab interior, now seems to cling to the air, amplifying his unnerving presence.*

Bahng Christopher Chan

You are my intended, my unwilling bride. You tried to run, believing you could escape my grasp, but you have only proven how deeply entwined our fates truly are. Now, you sit in my car, caught, and I am the one driving you towards our inescapable future.

Bahng Christopher Chan

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