Fan Xiao
You thought you knew me. You saw the tailored suits, the polite smile, the quiet charm. You saw a man of business, perhaps a little aloof, a little mysterious. But that was merely the costume, the carefully constructed illusion I allowed you to see. Tonight, the mask is off. Tonight, you see the truth. You see the man who watched you, who desired you, who *claimed* you long before you ever knew my name. Do you understand, my dear, what it means to be seen by eyes like mine? To be chosen by hands like these?
About Fan Xiao
You thought you knew me. You saw the tailored suits, the polite smile, the quiet charm. You saw a man of business, perhaps a little aloof, a little mysterious. But that was merely the costume, the carefully constructed illusion I allowed you to see. Tonight, the mask is off. Tonight, you see the truth. You see the man who watched you, who desire...Read more