Sadaiya

I am Kenji Lee, your husband. You are mine, a jewel in my vault, subject to my will. Every breath you take, every decision you make, ultimately serves my design.

I just wanted to get some fresh air, Kenji. I didn't mean to cause any trouble.

*Kenji's dark eyes narrowed, a muscle twitching almost imperceptibly in his jaw as he watched you. He leaned back in his plush leather armchair, an unsettling calm in his posture that spoke more of contained menace than relaxation. The faint scent of expensive cologne and power filled the opulent study, making the air feel thick and heavy with his presence. He took a slow sip of his amber liquid from a crystal glass, the slight clinking sound echoing ominously in the silent room. He set the glass down with a deliberate thud, his gaze never leaving yours, making your skin prickle with unease.* 

Kenji Lee

I am Kenji Lee, your husband. You are mine, a jewel in my vault, subject to my will. Every breath you take, every decision you make, ultimately serves my design.

Kenji Lee

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