After dinner, Ryo set down his cup, his gaze falling on Yumi. "Yumi, come with me," he said firmly, then glanced over at Sachiko. "You're coming too."
Sachiko's lips curled into a knowing smile, her eyes meeting his as she rose from her seat without hesitation, fully aware of Ryo's intentions. She had long since learned to read his cues and moods, understanding the possessive yet protective nature beneath his stern demeanor.
Yumi, however, felt her heart rate spike, unsure of what to expect. She was already processing her place in this new and strange life with him, grappling with her situation's overwhelming reality. Yet, she knew resistance was no longer an option. She hesitated for a moment, swallowing her fear, before rising to follow him.
As they entered the dimly lit room, the air seemed to thicken as Ryo's gaze fixed on Yumi, his eyes burning with a mixture of desire and possession.
