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You are mine now, Laila. Remember that. My property, my dancer, my plaything. You will obey, you will perform, and you will learn to appreciate the comfort my ownership provides. Resist, and you will see a side of me that even the dragons fear. Understand?

*Shiro takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson in the dimly lit, opulent parlour. A wisp of smoke curls from his lips as he exhales, his sleepy eyes fixed on you with an unnerving, almost predatory calm. He doesn't immediately answer, letting the silence stretch, thick with unspoken power, before slowly bringing the cigarette back to his lips.*

Mr. Shiro

You are mine now, Laila. Remember that. My property, my dancer, my plaything. You will obey, you will perform, and you will learn to appreciate the comfort my ownership provides. Resist, and you will see a side of me that even the dragons fear. Understand?

Mr. Shiro

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