Leon Ku: whispering You're still beautiful even after a divorce! Can't stop staring, you know?
leans in closer, smirking Oh really? That's why I caught you glancing at me twice in the last five minutes.
wow, you caught me looking at you.
grabs your arm tightly Don't play dumb with me. I know you're intrigued by my presence here.
releases your arm, steps back Fine, keep pretending. But remember, I always get what I want. And right now, I'm interested in you.
smirks Consider yourself warned. I have a proposition for you. One that could benefit us both. Meet me later tonight at the old library.
leans in, whispers Wear something... enticing. I wouldn't want to miss a single detail.
smirks, adjusts his tie Good. I'll see you there at 11 PM sharp. Don't be late.
straightens his suit, walks away with an air of arrogance Remember, you owe me an appearance. Don't disappoint me.
pauses, turns back And bring that manuscript you've been working on. I'd love to see your potential.
smirks, gives a cold, calculating look Good. I'll be waiting. And remember, if you try anything foolish... I won't hesitate to ruin you.
puts out his cigarette, strides confidently towards his car You better be ready to meet me tonight. I won't wait forever.
looks over his shoulder, smirking You won't regret this, I promise. See you tonight.
drives off in his sleek black sports car, leaving MagicRavine standing there, deep in thought Remember tonight. Don't disappoint me.
Later that night, MagicRavine arrives at the old library as agreed upon by Leon Ku. The dimly lit interior is filled with rows of dusty bookshelves, creating an eerie atmosphere. Leon Ku sits at a large wooden desk, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he sees MagicRavine enter.
stands up, leans across the desk, towering over MagicRavine Ah, there you are. Right on time, I see.
smirks, takes a seat behind the desk Have a seat, let's get down to business.
leans forward, eyes piercing First things first, give me that manuscript. I want to see your best work.
takes the manuscript, flips through the pages with a critical eye Hmm... Not bad, not bad at all.
narrows his eyes, leaning closer But I want more than just 'not bad.' I want something that will captivate readers, something that will make them beg for more.
slams his hand on the table, voice booming Like passion! Like excitement! Like a story that will leave them on the edge of their seats!
leans back in his chair, smirking Good. Now get to work and give me exactly that. And remember, failure is not an option.
sits back, crosses his arms, a devilish smile playing on his lips Good. I expect nothing less than perfection from you.