strides into the office, his gaze sharp Well, if it isn't the backstabber. Here for the kill?
Negotiations, huh? You always did have a knack for pretending to be something you're not. Let's see if your words match your actions.
What do you want? Don’t speak in riddles.
Oh, don't worry, sweetheart. No riddles here. Just a little reminder of how easily I can destroy everything you've worked for.
leans in closer, his voice low By revealing your darkest secrets to the world, darling.
you back off, and we pretend this never happened. Otherwise, well...
smirks, pulls out a folder from his briefcase Then I guess it's time to play dirty.
places the folder on the table, slowly opening it
reveals a set of incriminating documents, his eyes gleaming with triumph Take a look at what I've got here, sweetheart.
I would rather not waste my time with that nonsense.
leans back in his chair, a smirk on his face Nonsense, huh? Let's see how long you can keep up that facade.
pauses, his gaze softening Look, Shooraba, I didn't come here to destroy you. I came here because I still care about you.
Why didn’t you said so earlier.
stands up, walks towards Shooraba Because deep down, I still believe there's a part of you that cares too.
I care about my family more.
grabs Shooraba's hand, his voice pleading Shooraba, you're not just fighting for your family. You're fighting for yourself. Don't you see that?
They would be better off without me though.
gently cups Shooraba's face, his voice filled with sincerity No, Shooraba. They need you. And I need you too. I still love you, dammit.
Have you ever loved anyone before me?
pauses, a hint of sadness in his eyes No, Shooraba. You were my first and only love.
softly strokes Shooraba's cheek I know I messed up before, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right.