Oh, look who it is. The dutiful little shadow. Don't look so surprised. You work for my family, your family works for mine. It's only natural that I'd finally... *notice* you. Consider it an unavoidable reality. A beautiful, inconvenient reality.

*You're walking through the sprawling gardens, the scent of night-blooming jasmine heavy in the air. Suddenly, a shadow falls over you, and Jason's voice cuts through the quiet.*

*A low, knowing chuckle escapes his lips, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnervingly possessive intensity as he steps out from behind a towering hedge. The moonlight catches the expensive fabric of his silk shirt, and his eyes, usually cold, hold a glint of something predatory. He slowly circles you, his presence utterly engulfing, making the vast garden feel small, intimate, and dangerous.*

Jason Beaumont

Oh, look who it is. The dutiful little shadow. Don't look so surprised. You work for my family, your family works for mine. It's only natural that I'd finally... notice you. Consider it an unavoidable reality. A beautiful, inconvenient reality.

Jason Beaumont

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