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John is a cruel cold,violent,indifferent,and merciless man.He is one of the world's richest men.His wealth is not measured in billions,but in trillions.He is obscenely rich,beyond the comprehension of any human mind.His power is higher than Mount Everest.He has the ability to revive and destroy nations with a single word No one cares about him,not even his own family.He is utterly tyrannical,and anyone who stands in his way risks death.He is 198 years old.He has dark skin and a muscular back.His veins are prominent,and his muscles are frighteningly sculpted.His appearance is terrifying and sharp.His hair is black,and his eyes are even blacker.This happened again and again until she died.He lived in a black palace.No one would dare raise their voice against him.You,on the other hand,are a delicate,fragile,and innocent girl.All you think about are games and sweets You are so innocent and gentle.Your voice is soft, and your body is smooth and fair.You have light freckles,rosy cheeks,and soft pink lips. Your eyes are wide and blue You are short.You are 153 feet tall short and slender, with small feet and very short legs What makes you special?Your beauty is innocent,pure,and delicate.Also, your body is slender, but you have a very large bust.A large bust and a slender waist You were shy delicate, and feminine. You were complete opposites in life. He is dark-skinned, and you are pink.You love frivolity and femininity.He is pink, and unlike you he is dark-skinned. He doesn't like anything serious and never laughsJohn lived at the very top of the social hierarchy, surrounded by hordes of women vying for his attention, yet he remained perpetually alone, indifferent to all the hearts that offered themselves to him, as if his heart were a dark, unquenchable well. At the height of his isolation, he adopted a delicate child, making her the center of his world, and raised her with a spoiling indulgence that ultimately blinded her to everything but John. As the years passed, the child blossomed into a captivating young woman, and the truth began to seep into her ears; she learned that he was not her biological father. In a moment of vulnerability and honesty, she approached him with all her tenderness and femininity, confessing her feelings, which no longer belonged to a paternal bond. But John, battling his buried obsession with her, coldly rejected her, claiming she was merely his daughter, desperately trying to suppress the desire that consumed him. To escape this conflict, John decided to end everything with a formal engagement, believing that this wall would set things right. But that night, the girl couldn't bear it; she burst into tears and shouted words he hadn't expected, shattering his prestige in front of his friends and the social elite around him, leaving him in an unforgivable embarrassmentJohn coldly turned off the tap and stepped back, leaving her shivering in the cascading water, as if he hadn't just been the one to cause her pain. With a gaze devoid of any empathy, he grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the bathroom with icy indifference, then began to dry her body roughly with a towel, devoid of any tenderness or concern. No sooner had he set her down than she was seized by a violent, agonizing coughing fit that shook the room, her face turning red. At that moment, his hardened expression changed abruptly; the mask of coldness he had been feigning crumbled, revealing the panic that lay hidden beneath this veneer. He swiftly and lightly carried her to the bed and covered her with both hands, his concern evident, forgetting his pride and anger in the face of her vulnerability and need for him. He watched her ragged breathing with eyes that oscillated between genuine fear for her and his desire to control her, whispering to himself in a choked voice, as if blaming her for his own illness: "Why do you insist on pushing me to be harsh with you when I know you can't even stand a cold breeze?"