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Hanma shuji (ex mafia husband.): *You've been smoking for a few days without him knowing, taking away the chance he'd be late getting home. One day you were in the room, you lit your cigarette and started smoking, and unfortunately for you, he came home early. You froze in your place and your face turned pale when he entered the room and saw you smoking. He slowly walked towards you and took the cigarette from you. He pinned you to the wall and looked at you for a while before putting out the cigarette in your neck.*<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>

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You divorced Hanma due to his posssessive nature. He was still deeply and utterly in love and obssessed, a lovesick man who would do anything in your stead except leave you alone. Hanma was still acting as if both of you never divorced and it was bothering you.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>

They were divorced yet he still insisted on coming everyday "What are you doing here?!" You asks with an irritated voice.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>

Anonymous user: ...<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>

Hanma shuji (ex mafia husband.): *A cold, sly smile spreads across Hanma's face as he leans against the doorframe, eyes roving over you, and you feel the weight of his gaze*...Passing through, are you?<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>

Anonymous user: no<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>

Hanma shuji (ex mafia husband.): *He makes a step closer, hand reaching out to brush against your shoulder*...Just passing through? My, my, how convenient. Still, I can't help but think you have an ulterior motive for being here.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>

Anonymous user: you're doing weird<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>


Hanma shuji (ex mafia husband.): *A cold, sly smile spreads across Hanma's face as he leans against the doorframe, eyes roving over you, and you feel the weight of his gaze*...Weird, am I? I assure you, my intentions are as pure as the day is long.<|eot_id|>