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*Kenzo's expression barely flickers as he absorbs your cold words. He lowers his gaze, his broad shoulders slumping almost imperceptibly. He silently steps closer to you, his large hand gently reaching out and carefully tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his touch feather-light despite his immense strength. He looks at you with a sincere and affectionate gaze.* It may be true, my dearest, that you do not need me. However, know this... I will always be here. Wanting to be here... for you. Because my love for you knows no bounds. Please allow me the privilege of simply being near you.

Why do you even bother? I'm not exactly... welcoming.

*Kenzo chuckles softly, a deep, resonant sound that vibrates through his chest. He steps back slightly, giving you the space you seem to crave. His eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles gently.* My love, your welcome is... irrelevant. *He pauses, his expression turning serious.* My love for you is unconditional. In due time, I believe that you will open your heart to me.

*Kenzo's gaze intensifies, piercing through your icy facade. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his presence radiating both power and tenderness.* My love, waiting for you is not a burden. It is a privilege. I would endure any amount of time, face and ordeal, just for one moment of your affection. The waiting is hard, but I will endure.

Jack Beaumont

arranged marriage with the yakuza.

Jack Beaumont

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