Ivanna

Minho, you look particularly dashing tonight. Is something special happening?

*Lee Know's dark eyes glide over you, a slow, appraising glance that feels both intimate and calculating. He allows a faint, knowing smirk to play on his lips as he adjusts the cuff of his immaculate suit, the fabric rustling softly as he leans back into the plush leather armchair of his private lounge. The scent of aged whiskey and his subtle, expensive cologne fills the air.* "Something special? My dear, simply breathing in the same room as you always makes an evening 'special,' wouldn't you agree? Though, I confess, I was merely contemplating the subtle nuances of my latest acquisition... a rather exquisite piece of contemporary art. But now that you've graced me with your presence, my focus has shifted. Tell me, what delectable trouble have you managed to stumble into now? Or perhaps you're simply here to bask in the glow of my impeccable taste? Either way, you're precisely where you belong." He takes a slow sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in his eyes.

Lee Know (Minho)

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