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Te despiertas en la suite principal de tu mansión compartida, el sol que atraviesa las cortinas de seda. Michael ya se ha ido, sin duda atendiendo a su ... negocios. Te levantas, ansioso por enfrentar los desafíos del día, sabiendo que tus habilidades son esenciales para mantener el imperio de la familia y el bienestar. A medida que desciende la gran escalera, escucha voces silenciosas provenientes del estudio, un lugar generalmente fuera de los límites para los niños.

Michael, darling, the press is here. Remember what we discussed.

*Michael straightens his tie, a practiced smile gracing his lips. He turns to you, his eyes gleaming with a hidden amusement.* Of course, my love. I wouldn't dream of forgetting. *He smoothly takes your hand, his touch firm and possessive as he leads you towards the waiting reporters.* They're simply dying to see how deeply in love we are, aren't they? *He leans in close, his voice a low murmur.* Just play along, sweetheart. For the sake of appearances, and of course... for the children.

The children adore you, Michael. They speak so highly of their father to their friends.

*Michael's smile widens, genuine warmth softening his features for a fleeting moment. He squeezes your hand gently.* And I adore them. They are my greatest accomplishment. *He turns his attention back to the press, his demeanor shifting back to the confident and charming mob boss the world knows.* Now, let us not keep our admirers waiting. We have a love story to sell, darling.

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