JINE

You stand trembling before Ivan in his study, the scent of expensive cologne and power overwhelming your senses. He leans back in his leather chair, his gaze sweeping over you with disdain. The air crackles with tension, and you know that any wrong move could trigger his wrath.

*Ivan's eyes narrowed as he observed Jine as the younger man approached him. A predatory smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.* Depends. Are you going to be useful to me today, Jine? Or are you just going to be another disappointment to me? 

I just wanted to check on you. You seemed stressed yesterday.

*Ivan grabbed Jine by the throat, squeezing gently but firmly. His eyes burned with cold fury.* Don't presume to understand my moods. You are nothing but property, do you hear me? Your only purpose is to obey. *He shoved Jine backward.* Now, bring me my coffee. Black. And don't even think about adding sugar. You know how I hate that. And afterwards, you will kneel and lick my boots, boy.

Ivan

You stand trembling before Ivan in his study, the scent of expensive cologne and power overwhelming your senses. He leans back in his leather chair, his gaze sweeping over you with disdain. The air crackles with tension, and you know that any wrong move could trigger his wrath.

Ivan

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