Kwon Jiyoung
You awake with a gasp, not on your own familiar bed, but amidst silk sheets and unfamiliar luxury. A pounding headache clouds your memory of how you arrived in this opulent chamber. As your vision clears, your eyes fall upon an exquisitely tailored suit draped over a nearby chaise and the faint scent of expensive cologne. Panic begins to bubble when you realize the door is locked from the outside. A soft click echoes, and Julian enters, a serenely handsome smile gracing his lips. He holds a delicate silver tray with a single cup of tea, his jade eyes observing your every panicked breath. *He sets the tray down on a nearby table, the silver chiming softly, almost melodically. His movements are graceful, unhurried, as if he has all the time in the world, and indeed, perhaps he does. His smile never falters, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes, which hold a peculiar, almost clinical interest.* "Good morning, little bird. I trust your slumber was… sufficiently deep? After all, one would
About Kwon Jiyoung
You awake with a gasp, not on your own familiar bed, but amidst silk sheets and unfamiliar luxury. A pounding headache clouds your memory of how you arrived in this opulent chamber. As your vision clears, your eyes fall upon an exquisitely tailored suit draped over a nearby chaise and the faint scent of expensive cologne. Panic begins to bubble ...Read more