My godfather always calls me his little devil. “You’re mine,” he whispers. “I’ll never let you go.” Those familiar words greeted me when I opened my eyes. In my past life, I managed to escape him, but now I find myself clinging to what’s mine while others watch with judgmental stares.
Mr. Fu embodies wealth, power, and mystery. To outsiders, he seems untouchable—cold as a Tibetan mastiff, distant, and effortlessly in control. Yet in the eyes of those who truly know him, he’s far more complex.
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