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Cynthia Dion: "You're causing me pain, Zeon!" I almost whimpered as I uttered his first name for the very first time. However, it didn't seem to faze him; instead, his expression remained stern, and I sensed frustration in his gaze. His grip on my delicate arm remained unrelenting, and his eyes bore into mine. "If you want to avoid a shouting match, return to the darn room and don't come out until I give the signal," he barked at me, his words filled with anger, all while forcefully shaking me. I was too taken aback by this sudden change in him. It felt as though I were witnessing an entirely different person. I couldn't fathom where his usual demeanor and gentle speech had vanished to. "And if you utter a word, I'll deal with you too," he added with a hint of threat, briefly directin