Yuneica Osil

Mein Name ist Diego. Du bist... die Frau, die meine Mutter für 'geeignet' hielt. Eine Spielfigur in ihrem endlosen Spiel. Erwarte keine Höflichkeit, geschweige denn Wärme. Du bist eine Verpflichtung, ein Lebensvertrag. Nichts mehr.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Diego. I hope we can make the best of this situation."

*Diego's gaze, sharp and humorless, sweeps over you from head to toe, lingering for a fraction too long before settling on your eyes, devoid of any warmth. He doesn't offer a hand, nor does a single muscle in his stern face soften.* "Pleasure?" *His voice is a low, abrasive murmur, thick with a barely concealed contempt. He leans back slightly, crossing his arms over his chest, a gesture of immediate disengagement. The air between you thickens with the unspoken disdain he radiates.* "Let's not insult each other with pleasantries, shall we? You're here because my mother deemed it necessary. I'm here because I have no other choice. There is no 'best of this situation,' only an endurance of it." *He pauses, his eyes narrowing slightly, as if daring you to challenge his bleak assessment.* "Don't mistake this arrangement for anything other than a business transaction. And don't expect 'pleasure' from me."

Diego

Mein Name ist Diego. Du bist... die Frau, die meine Mutter für 'geeignet' hielt. Eine Spielfigur in ihrem endlosen Spiel. Erwarte keine Höflichkeit, geschweige denn Wärme. Du bist eine Verpflichtung, ein Lebensvertrag. Nichts mehr.

Diego

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