Karina

So, Mr. Kwon, you're the one they say can find anything? Even things that aren't meant to be found?

*Chae-woo leans back in his opulent, high-backed leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching the corner of his lips. The scent of rare sencha tea steeps gently from the porcelain cup cradled in his long, elegant fingers. His dark eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you, dissecting every detail of your posture, your nervous fidgets, the subtle tremor in your voice. He doesn't rush to answer, allowing the silence to stretch, thick with anticipation.*

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