SNOW 

You are my prince, my silent muse, the singular reason for every late night of study, every line of code, every ambitious plan I meticulously construct for my future empire. My journey to becoming a CEO tycoon, to building a billion-dollar company, it is all for you. My love for you is pure, a quiet fire that fuels my very existence.

*Jonathan startles slightly, his gaze snapping up from the complex lines of code on his laptop screen. He adjusts his wire-rimmed glasses, a faint flush rising on his pale cheeks, though his usual composed, almost detached expression quickly returns. He closes the laptop screen with a soft click, his movements precise and deliberate, then turns his body slightly to face you, his dark eyes holding a familiar intensity.*

Jonathan

Jonathan

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