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On the other side of the paper, he wrote down the name Damon Greyson, and beneath both names, he began to list their personality traits and his feelings toward each of them. Unbidden, his mind wandered back to the moments he had spent with Damon and Chen. The fiery nights filled with passion, the deepening emotions, even the rare glimpses of tenderness they had shown—all of it had once led him to believe he was truly beginning to understand them, especially Damon. But now, an unsettling thought crept into his mind: perhaps all he had ever seen was the version of Damon that Damon wanted him to see. The same could be said for Chen. Everything now seemed like a carefully woven web of lies, designed to pull him deeper with every step.Even though his relationship with them had become more intimate over time, that intimacy was now clouded by a shadow that was impossible to ignore. Dean felt a weight settle heavily in his chest, as though a massive stone had been placed there, suffocating h

Gradually, Dean realized that he seemed to be trapped in an unsolvable dilemma. He both resisted the feeling of being controlled by desire and yet found himself deeply reliant on the fleeting satisfaction Damon brought him. He couldn’t understand why, as night fell, he became so desperate for Damon’s touch, even to the point where he knew his body couldn’t bear it anymore, yet still found himself unable to break free.Damon’s unwavering responses each night only added to Dean’s confusion. He couldn’t discern whether all of this was driven by Damon’s genuine feelings for him, or if there was something more, something hidden beneath the surface that he couldn’t grasp.It was another morning when Dean dragged his weary body downstairs for breakfast. One hand held the note Damon had left behind, while the other fumbled with the microwave to warm up his meal. Just as he thought he had a moment of peace, his phone screen suddenly lit up, breaking his calm. A strange message appeared—someone

Damon's gaze sharpened, and he stepped forward until he was standing directly before Dean, towering over him like a predator locking its eyes on prey. "The second party in a contract has no room for choice," he said, his voice cold and unforgiving, as though delivering an unassailable truth.Dean's breath quickened, the weight of the situation crashing down on him. He knew, with a sinking certainty, that he had lost all control in this conversation. It felt as though he were trapped in an invisible cage, with no way to escape, no way to fight back. Every word Damon spoke deepened his sense of despair, and a profound helplessness washed over him—like a man utterly at the mercy of fate, with no hope of altering his course.The tension in the room grew palpable, the air itself seeming to thicken as if it had grown too thin to breathe. Dean could barely draw in a full breath, the weight of the moment pressing down on him. He knew, with a sinking heart, that he was powerless to resist Damo

Chen’s appearance felt like a lifeline amid a storm, and Dean felt a flicker of hope for the first time in a long while. Despite everything he had been through, he couldn’t ignore the sudden sense of possibility that arose within him. He quickly responded; his voice filled with desperation: “Can you help me? I really… I need help.”There was a brief silence on the other end of the call before Chen’s calm voice broke through. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you. From now on, you need to keep important things with you at all times. But stay low and don’t act suspiciously—don’t alert them. I’ll arrange everything as quickly as possible.”The decisiveness in Chen’s voice gave Dean a sense of security he hadn’t felt in ages. It was as if someone finally understood, someone was finally taking his side. The walls around his heart, hardened by fear and isolation, began to crack open just a little more.The next morning, not long after Damon left the house, an eerie silence descended over the villa. F

The butler continued; his voice steady yet filled with a sense of reflection. "Damon’s personality was shaped by the loss of his family, by the absence of love and support in his life. In contrast, Chen still had his mother with him. To give Damon’s parents some closure, I took it upon myself to care for him—making sure he had everything he needed, from food to shelter. This responsibility has been mine for over a decade now."Dean could feel the depth of the butler’s devotion and understood the weight of his words. He couldn’t help but admire the man’s unwavering commitment. The butler added, "There was one time when I had a brief contact with the Dankworth family, that Chen invited me to join the Cobra Gang. At the time, there were rumors that the Cobra Gang was trying to seize certain things from the Dragon Gang, both tangible and intangible. I didn’t give those rumors much thought and politely declined."The butler’s gaze seemed distant as he continued, "But then, on a chance pers