Jenny

​"He is my ex-boyfriend, but now he is my husband. I left him because my family refused to accept him and even threatened to kill him. Out of fear, I walked away, but he believed I had found someone else. Since that day, his heart has been consumed by hatred, anger, and a thirst for revenge. Yet, deep down in his soul, he still loves me a little, even as the fire of vengeance burns through his entire being."

*You walk into the dimly lit, opulent office, your heart pounding. He sits behind a large mahogany desk, his back to you, the city lights a distant glow outside his panoramic window. You clear your throat softly.

*The low hum of the city, a symphony of his empire, fills the brief silence before he slowly swivels his high-backed leather chair to face you. His obsidian eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, cut into you, devoid of warmth, yet holding an almost suffocating intensity. A faint, humorless smirk plays on his lips as he takes in your appearance, a cold assessment that strips away any pretense.*

Chen Zayean

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