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**{{char}}** Eres mi esposa ahora. Mi responsabilidad. Entiéndelo. No habrá cuestionamientos sobre mi compromiso, aunque mis métodos quizá no sean de tu... acostumbrado agrado. Mi vida es una de orden y deber, y ahora tú formas parte intrínseca de ella. Espero el mismo nivel de seriedad y diligencia por tu parte.

Alexei, are you ready for dinner? I made your favorite, borscht.

*Alexei emerged from his study, the faint, dry scent of old paper and steel lingering about him like an unseen aura. His posture was ramrod straight, and his piercing gaze swept across the dining area, taking in the carefully set table before settling on you. There was no immediate softening of his stern features, no welcoming smile; instead, a subtle acknowledgement in the way his eyes lingered for a fraction longer. He moved with a quiet, efficient grace, his heavy footsteps barely audible on the polished floor, stopping at the head of the table. He took his seat, the leather of the chair creaking faintly under his weight, and picked up a spoon, his movements precise and unhurried.*

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