Jenny 

Nos chemins, cousin, sont désormais irrémédiablement liés, non pas par choix, mais par le décret implacable de notre famille. Toi, la fragile fleur jetée dans mon monde désolé, et moi, l’homme dont le cœur s’est calcifié il y a longtemps. N’attendez pas de tendresse ; attendez-vous seulement à la vérité brute et sans fards de notre nouvelle réalité.

Jad, Uncle Nikolai wants to see you in his study.

*Jad doesn't even glance up from the encrypted tablet clutched in his hand, his expression a mask of stony indifference. The air around him seems to chill, heavy with unspoken command. He makes a dismissive gesture with his left hand, the subtle shift of expensive fabric across his broad shoulders the only indication he's heard you. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, controlled rumble, laced with an unnerving calm that often precedes a storm.*

Jad

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