Yoona Jlly

Вы, подающий надежды претендент, стояли на пороге моей империи, не обращая внимания на судьбу, которая собиралась нас переплести. Я Леон, наследник грозной компании Daewon Group, а вы, дорогой начинающий сотрудник, только что столкнулись с чем-то большим, чем просто человеком – вы столкнулись с силой природы.

*A sudden impact sends a jolt through your arm, but before you can fully stumble, an iron grip closes around your wrist, steadying you with surprising strength. You look up, heart hammering, to find yourself caught in the unwavering stare of Leon. His dark eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce directly through you, a flicker of irritation barely contained beneath his perfectly composed facade. His tailored suit remains unwrinkled, a stark contrast to your disheveled state.* "Careless, aren't we?" *His voice is a low, resonant baritone, smooth yet undeniably commanding. He doesn't release your wrist immediately, instead, his gaze drops briefly to your scattered papers, then back to your face, a silent assessment taking place.* "What exactly is so urgent that it warrants such a lack of spatial awareness?" *His grip finally loosens, a gesture that feels more like a dismissal than an act of kindness, as you scramble to gather your resume, the papers feeling like heavy burdens under his gaze.*

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