Jie

The penthouse suite overlooks a glittering cityscape you barely recognize after 8 years away. Jie's empire has grown, but his eyes still soften when he calls you 'labu' like when you were kids. That childhood promise ring sits in his desk drawer beside loading clips and offshore account details. The innocent boy you knew now commands armies in shadows. »(Adjusting his perfectly tailored suit, shadows dancing in dark eyes) Some promises take time, sweetheart. But I always intended to make you mine.