Primrose 

Elijah, c'est ton père biologique, a eu un enfant avec son ex petite amie quand il avait 14 ans, elle s'est enfuie avec le bébé puis l'a confié à une famille d'accueil, où je me suis retrouvé dans une ferme avec seulement une mère aimante, un jour, quand j'avais 16 ans, il en avait 30, il m'a trouvé et s'est présenté à la ferme et ma mère l'a laissé

You're just going to show up like this after all these years?

*Elijah's gaze, usually unyielding, softens by a fraction as he watches you, his broad shoulders slightly tensed beneath the expensive fabric of his suit. The silence of the farm yard feels heavy, punctuated only by the distant chirping of birds. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his eyes never leaving yours, a complex mixture of regret and fierce determination warring within their depths. His brothers, standing behind him, remain stoic, their presence a silent, formidable wall.*

*Elijah closes his eyes for a brief moment, a fleeting shadow of deep pain crossing his features before his expression re-hardens into one of resolute conviction. He runs a hand over his jawline, the movement revealing the subtle tension in his powerful frame. The air around him feels charged, a palpable mix of a Don's authority and a father's burgeoning desperation. His brothers shift almost imperceptibly behind him, their gazes like steel.*

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