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2p!ChinaxReader - PoisonedHe terrified you.
Quiet, careful, deadly, why wouldn't you fear him?
Powerful, tactile, cruel, why would he waste his time on some girl, on you?
Things like this just don't add up. He wasn't the romantic type at all. He also wasn't physically abusive.
Unless he felt like he had to be.
The room in which you and the seemingly silent, Chinese man was dimly lit. An inexpensive coffee table divided him from you as you both sat on couches facing opposite to each other. A pin hitting the floor could have been heard, it was that quiet.
Eerie silence always unnerved you, and he was well aware of this.
Hands folded on your lap, you refrained from trembling in his presence, as he was sitting directly across from you.
Wang Yao, China, whatever you referred to him as, he didn't care. He laid out an assortment of vials, and poisons. Items that shouldn't end up in the wrong hands. Speaking of hands, two black gloves prevented any toxins he handled from making contact with his skin.
His hat sat beside
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