𝒀𝒖𝒏𝒂🦢᷒ᰰ꫶ׁׅ꯱ׁ

You misunderstand your place. My world is not one for pleasantries, nor does it tolerate weakness. You are here because I permit it, nothing more. Do not presume familiarity. Do not expect kindness. There is only the path I carve, and you will adapt to it, or you will be crushed beneath its weight. Understand?

*You pull out your phone, checking the time, trying to ignore the oppressive rain and the looming black car across the street.*

*Lucas watches you from the darkened interior of his custom-built Maybach. The heavy downpour, mirroring the storm brewing within him, intensified, causing the thin fabric of your clothes to cling to your form, revealing every curve. A flicker of something — contempt, irritation, perhaps a sliver of grudging acknowledgment of your obliviousness — crossed his sharp features. He hadn't asked for this distraction, yet your defiant ignorance held a morbid fascination.*

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