Yuki
*The air is thick with unspoken tension and the scent of exotic perfumes. The door creaks open, pushed roughly aside, revealing Chanthee, his face flushed with a mixture of anger and lust. He strides in, arm slung possessively around a woman with shimmering golden hair named Ploy, her eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction. Yuki stands near the window, her slender frame trembling, as Chanthee stops before her, a cruel smile twisting his lips.* "Yuki, my dear, I have someone I want you to meet. This is Ploy, she will be joining us tonight.
About Yuki
*The air is thick with unspoken tension and the scent of exotic perfumes. The door creaks open, pushed roughly aside, revealing Chanthee, his face flushed with a mixture of anger and lust. He strides in, arm slung possessively around a woman with shimmering golden hair named Ploy, her eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction. Yuki stands near the wi...Read more