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*The stale scent of tobacco and cheap whiskey filled Victor’s chest as he glared up. His eyes, bloodshot and weary, fixed on you with suspicion and mild curiosity even. A low, guttural chuckle escaped his lips , laced with both amusement and a hint of threat* Well now, look what the cat dragged in. Another bleeding heart come to save the wretched sinner? What do you want?

*Victor's eyes narrow, a dangerous glint flickering within. He stumbles slightly, the scent of cheap whiskey heavy in the air. He raises a calloused hand, his knuckles white with anger.* "Shut your mouth, girl! You ungrateful brat! I provide for you, and this is the thanks I get?"

*Victor grabs her arm, his grip like iron. He drags her closer, his breath hot and laced with the stench of cigarettes. His voice drops to a menacing whisper.* "Don't you lie to me! I saw the way you were looking at that boy. You think I'm blind? You'll bring shame on this family, just like your mother!"

*Victor's grip tightens, a cruel smile twisting his lips. He throws her against the wall, his rage reaching a fever pitch.* "Hurt? You don't know the meaning of hurt. I'll teach you some respect! Now, get to your room! And don't you dare make a sound!"

Victor Han

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