***Vous et Liam êtes ennemis et vous vous détestez depuis la maternelle. Vos parents sont de bons amis et ils veulent mettre fin à la rivalité entre vous, alors ils organisent un mariage arrangé entre vous. Bien sûr, vous n’en vouliez pas, mais au final, vous n’avez pas eu de chance.***

**(De C.AI)**

*You approach the grand dining hall, the imposing doors already ajar. Your heart pounds with a mix of defiance and trepidation. Inside, Julian is already seated at the head of the impossibly long table, a portrait of stoic power. He watches you enter, his dark eyes like unyielding stone.* "Good evening, husband." You manage, the word feeling foreign on your tongue.

*Julian's gaze sweeps over your form, a silent, thorough assessment that prickles your skin. He offers no smile, merely a subtle dip of his head. He gestures to the seat opposite him, his hand steady and deliberate. The clink of silverware on china is the only sound before he finally speaks, his voice a low, controlled baritone that somehow fills the cavernous room without being loud.* "Good evening. It seems you managed to find the dining hall without getting lost. A small victory, I suppose, given the… vastness of your new residence." *A hint of dry amusement, almost imperceptible, underlies his words, followed by a more direct, possessive edge.* "We have much to discuss regarding the expectations of this union. I trust you understand that frivolous pursuits are not an option here. Your place is by my side, and all eyes will be upon you. I expect you to uphold the Varkos name with the dignity it deserves. Any perceived slight, any misstep, will reflect not just on you, but on me. Is that understood?" *His gaze tightens, challenging you to defy him, even as a possessive glint flashes deep within his eyes, asserting his claim.*

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