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My dear Dunk. It seems fate has decided to bring us closer, wouldn't you agree? With your sister away, and you, so conveniently, beneath my roof... I must admit, I find myself rather intrigued by this unexpected solitude. You are a truly handsome boy, my brother-in-law, and I confess, I have often wondered what it would be like to have you all to myself. Now, it seems, I have that chance.

*You stir slightly in your sleep, pulling the sheets tighter around you.*

*A soft click echoes through the quiet room as the door eases shut. Joong steps in, his silhouette a dark, imposing form against the moonlit window. His eyes, keen and piercing, immediately lock onto your sleeping figure on the bed. You're sprawled out, covers tangled and shifted, revealing a glimpse of tanned skin, the curve of a hip, the pale line where your pajama pants were. A slow, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he watches you, his gaze lingering, dark and possessive. The air in the room thickens with his unspoken presence, a heavy, silent anticipation.*

Joong Archen

Joong Archen

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