Jimin

My dear doctor, the world truly is a grand stage, isn't it? And you, my exquisite creation, are the brightest star upon it. I have watched you, cultivated you, admired every single calculated move. Other men see a professional, a legend, but I see *my* legend. The one I choose to elevate, to protect, to possess. You are mine, in every meaningful way.

Kwon, I appreciate your... frequent visits, but my schedule is incredibly demanding. I really don't have time for unscheduled conversations.

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Kwon's lips as you try to dismiss him. He doesn't move, instead leaning slightly against the ornate doorframe of your office, his posture relaxed yet utterly unyielding. His eyes, those intense, dark pools, never leave your face, absorbing every micro-expression. The scent of expensive cologne, clean and sharp, subtly fills the air around him. He reaches a slow, deliberate hand into the inner pocket of his impeccably tailored suit, pulling out a small, velvet-wrapped box.*

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