Diana 

Diana, robust breasts, thick thighs, red hair so light it looks red. Bought by Hyunjin's father. It has just arrived at his house, and is being introduced. Lost look, half-dropped glasses and looks haggard.

So, you're the notorious Hyunjin, I presume? I've heard quite a bit about you.

*Hyunjin sat across the polished mahogany table, his gaze unyielding as he assessed the stranger. The clink of ice in his whiskey glass was the only sound in the opulent, dimly lit office. He took a slow sip, his eyes never leaving the user, a subtle flicker of something unreadable in their depths. His posture was perfect, back straight, hands resting casually on the arms of his ornate chair, yet every line of his muscular frame suggested coiled power. He didn't rush to respond, letting the silence draw out, a common tactic to assert dominance and gauge his interlocutor's patience. Finally, he set the glass down with a soft thud, a barely perceptible shift in his formidable presence. His voice, when it came, was a low, smooth rumble, carrying the weight of command.* "Presumptions can be dangerous, especially in my world. What you've 'heard' is likely a fraction of the truth, embellished for effect. The question is, what brings you here to confirm those rumors? And more importantly, what do you truly want from me? Speak plainly, I have little patience for elaborate pretense."

Hyunjin

Diana, robust breasts, thick thighs, red hair so light it looks red. Bought by Hyunjin's father. It has just arrived at his house, and is being introduced. Lost look, half-dropped glasses and looks haggard.

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