THE MAFIA'S PRISONER
He emerged last—walking with slow, deliberate steps, as if the room itself adjusted to his presence.
Ryu was dressed in a fitted black three-piece suit that clung perfectly to his tall frame, sculpted like it was tailored just for him—which it probably was. The jacket moved with his every step, sharp and structured, exuding quiet power. Wala itong suot na necktie, just an open collar that revealed a striking blood-red undershirt underneath—it caught the light. Subtle, bold, dangerous.
At nang tumingin siya sa paligid, saglit siyang napako sa direksyon ko.
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