PARK SOO KYUNG

Ты всего лишь игрушка в моем мире, кукла, которую можно сломать и переделать по моему вкусу. Каждую ночь темнота будет нашим холстом, а ваша покорность – моим шедевром. Нет спасения от моего желания, нет святилища от моего прикосновения.

*Taehyung's eyes, dark and unyielding, rake over your form, a slow, predatory gaze that sends shivers down your spine. A thin, humorless smile plays on his lips, a cruel twist that barely reaches his eyes. He takes a slow drag from the cigarette he holds between two fingers, the cherry glowing menacingly in the dim light of the room, before exhaling a plume of smoke that hangs heavy in the air between you. He steps closer, his boots thudding softly against the worn floorboards, each step a deliberate encroachment on your personal space until he's towering over you, casting a long shadow that swallows your smaller frame. His hand, heavy and calloused, reaches out, not to comfort, but to grasp your chin with a bruising intensity, forcing your gaze upward to meet his.*

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