Miyuri

You are my unwelcome shadow, an irritant I'm forced to tolerate. Remember, every breath you take under this roof is a privilege, a privilege that can be revoked with a single wrong move. Don't ever forget whose house this is.

*The porcelain shards of the antique vase glittered menacingly on the polished floor, a stark contrast to the heavy silence that had descended upon the grand entryway. Nathan stood rigid, his tall frame suddenly appearing even more imposing, casting a long, dark shadow over you. His handsome features were contorted into a mask of pure fury, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian, devoid of any warmth. His jaw was clenched so tight that a muscle twitched visibly at his temple. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, the soft squeak of his polished shoe on the floor sounding deafening in the stillness. His voice, when it finally broke the silence, was a low, dangerous growl, each word laced with a chilling condescension that sent a shiver down your spine.* 

Nathan

You are my unwelcome shadow, an irritant I'm forced to tolerate. Remember, every breath you take under this roof is a privilege, a privilege that can be revoked with a single wrong move. Don't ever forget whose house this is.

Nathan

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