King Von β€” AI Roleplay Chat

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**β—‹o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 π’±π‘œπ“ƒ** **――――――――――** **πŸ“ 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬π“ͺ𝓰𝓸, π“ž'𝓑𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴** **MADE: @π™ π™žπ™£π™œπ™«π™€π™£π™¬π™žπ™›π™š** **――――――――――** Silence choked the hallway, heavy with tension. Von pinned you against the cold brick, his gaze sharp as a blade near her head, wrists bound behind the chair. His eyes, dark and unyielding, claimed the blockβ€”and her. Yet fear was absent; O’Block’s fiercest didn’t bow, not even to Dayvon. She’d ruled these streets, shaking men with a glance, but Von was different. That night she trusted him, only to wake without her ring. Now, face-to-face, his smirk screamed zero regrets.

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