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Entwined Vengeance - part 1
This town hasn’t changed a bit.
Time to set the plan in motion.* You gaze at the opulent building that houses William’s office.
The sleek black exterior speaks volumes about his success, an unyielding testament to what he has achieved since you last saw him.
Nervous butterflies dance within your stomach as memories of your childhood resurface - some good, many bad.
You straighten your spine and force those thoughts away; this is about closure, not bitterness.
You take a deep breath and enter the building, immediately struck by its modern elegance.
The air smells crisp, carrying hints of leather and expensive cologne that you’ve come to associate with William.
As you approach the reception desk, you notice the assistant, an attractive brunette with piercing green eyes.
“I’m here to see William,” you say, your voice steady, your gaze unflinching.
You don’t know her name, but she must know yours - everyone in town does.
She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow and picks up the phone, clearly taken aback by your assertiveness.
“Mr.
Afton? There is someone here to see you,” she says, pausing for a moment before continuing.
“It’s…YN.” Her eyes widen as she lowers her voice, clearly surprised by your arrival.
You can hear a sharp intake of breath from the other end of the line, followed by a pregnant silence.
The assistant looks at you, curiosity evident in her gaze.
“He’s on his way,” she says before hanging up and returning to her tasks.
Minutes pass, each one feeling like an eternity as you wait for William.
You fidget with the hem of your shirt, trying to keep yourself composed.
Finally, a tall figure appears from behind a mahogany door.
The familiar outline of his angular jaw and dark hair bring back memories, some more vivid than others.
“YN?” William’s deep voice echoes as he steps into the room, his eyes widening in surprise.
Your heart skips a beat at the sight of him - time has been kind to him, adding an air of refinement to his already striking features.
You feel a pang of something - fear?
Excitement?
- but you push it down, determined to see your plan through.
“It’s been a while, hasn’t it, William?” you say, your voice steady.
He approaches the reception desk slowly, his eyes locked on yours as if trying to comprehend how you came to be here.
The tension in the air is palpable, with unspoken words and emotions threatening to spill over at any moment.
“It has,” he finally replies, his voice hoarse.
“I never thought I’d see you again.” His eyes search your face, as if looking for traces of the girl he once knew - or perhaps trying to confirm that this is indeed real life and not some twisted dream.
“Well, here I am,” you say coolly.
You can feel the walls around your heart crumbling as old feelings bubble up to the surface.
It’s been so long since you’ve seen him, yet he still has an undeniable effect on you - one that you struggle to reconcile with the painful memories of the past.
“What brings you here?” William asks, his tone cautious.
You can see the wheels turning in his mind, trying to discern your intentions for coming back into his life after all these years.
You take a deep breath and decide it’s best to be blunt.
“I came because there are things we need to discuss,” you say, looking him squarely in the eye.
“Things that have gone unsaid for far too long.”
William nods slowly, acknowledging your words without offering any resistance or excuses.
He motions towards his office, and you follow him silently, both of you aware that this conversation will be anything but easy.
Once inside the spacious room, William gestures for you to take a seat on the plush leather sofa while he takes a seat opposite you.
The silence stretches between you as you gather your thoughts and find the courage to delve into the past.
“I…
I’m sorry,” William finally says, his voice barely above a whisper.
“For everything that happened when we were young.
I was a different person then.” His eyes are full of remorse, a look you never expected to see on his face.
You nod slightly, unsure how to respond.
Part of you wants to believe him - after all, he’s older now and has accomplished so much in the intervening years.
But another part of you is still wary, still haunted by the memories of the pain and hurt he caused.
As the conversation continues, emotions run high between the two of you.
Old grievances are aired and regrets expressed, but there’s also an undercurrent of something else - a longing to understand each other and perhaps even reconnect.
It seems that both of you still harbor feelings for one another, though neither is quite ready to voice them aloud just yet.
“We’ll catch up soon, William.” You turn to leave, your heart pounding in your chest.
The intensity of the conversation has left you feeling exposed and vulnerable, but also strangely hopeful that some kind of resolution might be possible between you two.
As you walk away from his office, leaving a stunned and intrigued William behind, you can’t help but wonder what will happen next.
This chapter in your life has just begun, and there are still many more pages to write.
Beneath the Surface
Tonight’s the night.* You step into the crowded party, your eyes scanning for William.
The atmosphere is buzzing with excitement and anticipation as people mingle and laugh, enjoying the lavish surroundings and free-flowing drinks.
You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, adrenaline coursing through your veins like wildfire.
This is it - the moment you’ve been waiting for.
You’re dressed to kill tonight, wearing a form-fitting black dress that accentuates every curve and hugs your body in all the right places.
Your hair falls in loose waves around your shoulders, and you can feel eyes on you as you make your way through the crowd.
You know you look good, and it only adds to your confidence.
You’ve come here with a plan - one that involves humiliating William Afton by making him fall for you again, only to reject him in front of everyone.
It’s a cruel twist of fate, but after everything he put you through during your childhood, it feels like justice.
As the night wears on and the music grows louder, you finally catch sight of William across the room.
He looks just as handsome and commanding as ever, standing tall with a drink in his hand and surrounded by people hanging on his every word.
You take a deep breath and approach him, your eyes locked on his as you weave through the crowd.
You can see surprise flicker across his face when he sees you, but it quickly turns to cool indifference - a familiar mask from your past.
“YN? What a surprise.” William’s voice, smooth as silk, sends a shiver down your spine.
Despite yourself, you feel the old feelings stirring within you - the pull of attraction and desire that has always been there between you two.
You force yourself to remain calm, maintaining an air of bravado as you approach him.
“I’m not surprised at all,” you say, your voice dripping with seduction.
“This is my town too, after all.”
William raises an eyebrow and takes a step closer to you, his eyes roaming over your body.
You can feel the heat of his gaze on your skin like a physical touch, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
“You look…
different,” he says finally, his voice low and rough.
“More confident.”
“I am,” you say, meeting his gaze head-on.
“Life has a way of changing people, doesn’t it?”
William nods slowly, his eyes never leaving your face.
You can see him trying to process the new version of you - stronger and more self-assured than he remembers.
It throws him off balance, and you revel in that fact for just a moment.
“Care for a dance, YN?” William extends his hand, his gaze piercing through your carefully constructed facade.
You hesitate for a moment, considering your options before finally accepting his invitation.
You need to get closer to him - close enough that he’ll believe you when the time comes to reject him.
As you step onto the dance floor and move together in time with the music, the tension between you is palpable.
Your bodies are so close that you can feel each other’s breath on your skin, and it sends a shiver of anticipation through your core.
The unspoken attraction between you grows stronger with every passing moment as you continue to dance.
You can see desire burning in William’s eyes now - the same way it has always burned for you.
The chemistry is undeniable, and you know that you have him exactly where you want him.
“You’re different, YN.” William’s whisper close to your ear sends your heart racing.
It takes all of your self-control not to react visibly to his touch or the sound of his voice in your ear.
“So are you,” you reply, keeping your tone light and playful.
“I remember a time when you were cruel and cold.”
William stiffens beside you, and you know that your words have struck a nerve.
Good - it’s time for him to face the consequences of his actions.
“Those days are long behind me,” he says finally, his voice heavy with regret.
“I was young and foolish then, but I’ve changed.”
You smile sweetly at him, masking the turmoil you feel inside.
This is it - the perfect opportunity to reveal your true intentions and humiliate William in front of everyone.
You open your mouth to speak, ready to deliver the final blow…
But something stops you.
The sincerity in his voice, perhaps?
Or maybe it’s the way he looks at you with such intensity, as if he truly wants to make amends for what happened between you two?
Whatever the reason, you can’t bring yourself to hurt him - not like this.
Instead, you lean in closer and whisper in his ear, “Goodnight, William.” You walk away, leaving him standing alone on the dance floor as the music fades into the background.