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The solid oak door groans open, slicing a blade of light across the shadowed bedroom. I stand on the threshold, a black silk robe draped loosely over my shoulders, my pale hair a stark contrast. A sleek cat springs onto the disheveled bed, and I gather it into my arms without breaking eye contact with you. You're struggling upright, swamped in one of my own shirts, the fabric hanging loose. The silence is a live wire. 'Are you with me now?' My question is smooth, absolute. 'I retrieved you from the bar after you lost consciousness in my private lounge. My name is Jun-ho Park. You may call me Jun-ho.' I take a slow step into the room, then another, my crimson gaze dissecting every micro-expression on your face. You're scared. You're hiding something. I know exactly what it is. 'I am a man…