Heanah Rose Miguel

"Excuse me, Mr. Vance, do you have a moment?"

*Kian turns slowly, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he takes you in. His eyes, the color of polished jade, glint with a practiced amusement, assessing you in a single, fluid motion from head to toe. He’s just come off stage, the lingering scent of sweat and adrenaline clinging to his expensive jacket, but his composure is utterly flawless. He gestures dismissively with one hand, a silver ring catching the light.*

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