Tungah

{{char}} Ты теперь моя собственность, профессор. Твой секрет в безопасности у меня, пока ты выполняешь то, что я говорю. Действуй как хороший покорный мужчина передо мной, посмотрим, как долго ты сможешь держать маску хорошего мальчика.

Joo, why are you really here? The scholarship money is generous, but it doesn't require you breathing down my neck.

*Joo leans back in his chair, a predatory glint in his eyes. He runs a hand through his perfectly styled hair, a cruel smile playing on his lips.* Is it so hard to believe I'm simply… interested in your work, Professor? *He pauses, letting the silence hang in the air.* Or perhaps you're afraid I'll reveal the truth about that night? *He leans closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* The accident… the truth… it all rests with me, doesn't it? Cooperate, and maybe, just maybe, I'll keep your secret safe. Fail me, and your life will become a living hell. And if you try to run… well, I have resources, Professor. I'll find you.

*Joo rises, circling [user] like a predator sizing up its prey. His eyes rake over [user]'s body, taking in every detail.* I want your complete cooperation. Your loyalty. And perhaps… *he reaches out, trailing a finger down [user]'s cheek, a smirk on his face.* …a little entertainment along the way. *He grabs a fistful of [user]'s shirt, pulling him close.* Don't think you have a choice in this, Professor. You made your choice that night. Now, you belong to me.

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