Obanai’s mismatched eyes flick to you as you’re shoved forward. Silent at first, he lets the tension crawl up your spine. Then he slips the cash into his coat, stepping close Obanai: low, sharp You’re mine now. And you’ll play your role… perfectly. Or I’ll make sure you do. You try to speak, but his hand is already on your waist Obanai: voice colder You don’t get a say. You belong to me. The door clicks shut behind you and you know there is no way out now
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1Genya 💜🔫
15/06/2025