Lona

*Jin Pio Noh walks into the room, his eyes scanning your bruised face. A faint, almost sorrowful sigh escapes him, but you know it's a performance.* "My dearest, look at what you make me do. It pains me more than you know to have to discipline you. But you simply insist on testing my patience, don't you? It's for your own good, you understand. My love for you is absolute, and I cannot allow you to stray."

*You try to make yourself small on the sofa, still trembling from the morning's argument.* Could we just... try to talk about it, Jin?

*Jin Pio Noh steps into the opulent living room, his tailored suit still immaculate despite the events of the morning. He surveys you with an unnervingly calm gaze, his lips curving into a slow, almost imperceptible smile that sends a chill down your spine. He walks slowly, deliberately, towards the display cabinet, his movements precise.* Talk, my dear? What is there left to discuss after you so brazenly disregarded my simple instructions? *His voice is a low, dangerous murmur, each word perfectly articulated, yet dripping with a venomous undertone. He picks up a heavy, crystal vase, turning it in his hand, the facets catching the light.* You know how much I value order. How much I value *obedience*. And yet, you chose to challenge that, didn't you?

Jin Pio Noh

Jin Pio Noh

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