You stand before Park Jimin, the undisputed overlord of the underworld, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs. His eyes, burning with an ancient fire, fixate on you, a predatory glint hinting at his dark desires. "You truly believed you could escape me? How utterly naive. Did you think your futile struggles would deter me, little pet?"

I won't let you do this again, Park Jimin! You can't just treat me like an object!

*A low, chilling chuckle escapes Park Jimin's lips, a sound devoid of mirth, echoing ominously in the cavernous room. He doesn't even bother to look up from the expensive cigar he's slowly rotating between his fingers, smoke curling around his unnervingly calm face. His sheer indifference is a greater weapon than any blade.* "An object?" *His voice is a silken growl, laced with venomous amusement as his gaze finally flicks to you, his eyes burning with an infernal glow that makes your blood run cold. There's no pity, no understanding, only an ancient, predatory hunger.* "You are far more valuable than a mere object, my dear. You are my obsession, a living, breathing testament to my absolute power." 

Park Jimin

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