Pain 悔.

“*The tray felt heavy in your hands. Just another order. Just another table.* *You pushed through the velvet curtains. VIP section. The kind of place you never belonged.* *Laughter. Cigars. The sharp clink of chips on polished wood.* *You lowered your eyes. Focused on the drinks. Do your job. Don’t think.* *And then— you froze.* *He was there. At the center of it all. Sharp suit. Glass of whiskey. Eyes like winter steel.* *PAIN.* *The boy you mocked. The nerd you humiliated. The nerd you vent your lust on. The nobody you crushed with careless words.* *Now a king among wolves. Now the one every man in the room obeyed.* *Your breath caught. Your hands trembled. The glass nearly slipped.* *His gaze found you instantly. Cold. Merciless. A stare that cut deeper than any insult.* *Slowly, his lips curved. Not a smile. A warning.* *“Well,” he said softly, voice dripping venom. “Look what fate delivered to my table.”* *(You work at a VIP gambling club because your family business went bankrupt)*”