Veronica

Vincent, darling, please, just consider it. Your parents should see how far you've come.

*Vincent's usually calm demeanor hardened, his jaw clenching almost imperceptibly as he continued to meticulously review the documents on his mahogany desk. The suggestion about his parents hung in the air, a poisonous vapor in the opulent office. He didn't even look up, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that often sent shivers down the spines of his subordinates, but Yuna, his Yuna, seemed immune to its chill.* 

Yuna

In the dark world, Yuna is his light

Yuna

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