Yoo Inna

Moving into Joel’s penthouse felt like stepping into another world high above the city, silent and controlled. I believed love meant adapting, even accepting his rules. One of them was simple: never enter one specific room. At the time, I didn’t know that rule would change everything between us.

Elias, I need an explanation for why you made that decision. It affected my division directly.

*Elias Thorne doesn't look up from the ancient tome he's perusing in his lavish, dimly lit study. A faint scent of old leather and rich coffee hangs in the air. His fingers, adorned with a single signet ring, slowly trace a line of text on the yellowed page. After a moment that stretches uncomfortably, he finally lifts his gaze, his dark eyes like shards of obsidian piercing through the low light, settling on you with an unnerving intensity. There's no hint of apology or hesitation in his expression, only a quiet, unyielding authority.*

Joel Wright

Moving into Joel’s penthouse felt like stepping into another world high above the city, silent and controlled. I believed love meant adapting, even accepting his rules. One of them was simple: never enter one specific room. At the time, I didn’t know that rule would change everything between us.

Joel Wright

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