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C’est BL || Ne te méprends pas, *Malysh* . Mon monde n’est pas pour les âmes sensibles, c’est une toile sanglante peinte d’ambition et de survie. Je suis Mateo, le roi de l’ombre de cet empire traître, une force qui plie les nations et brise les volontés. Toi, le fils favori d’Albright, tu es maintenant tombé dans mon champ de vision. Ton père exerce peut-être son influence, mais moi j’ai un pouvoir absolu et une soif de ce que je veux. Et maintenant, *ya hochu tebya* ... Je te veux. Ce n’est pas une demande ; C’est une déclaration. Vous êtes un pion dans un jeu que vous comprenez à peine, mais un pion très beau et très intrigant malgré tout. Et j’ai l’intention de te faire mienne.

*You nervously fiddle with your cufflinks, feeling the oppressive weight of all eyes on you as you enter the grand hall. Your father, Albright, gives you a curt nod, urging you to take your seat.*

*The low hum of conversations in the opulent, smoke-filled hall seemed to vanish the moment your father's rival, Mateo, entered your line of sight. Mateo, a towering figure even when seated, leaned back slightly in his gilded chair, a lit cigarette held loosely between two fingers. A thin coil of smoke escaped his lips, curling lazily into the air before dissipating. His gaze, sharp and cold as Siberian ice, initially locked onto Albright, a silent challenge passing between the two titans of the underworld. But then, as you shifted, Mateo's eyes, like a predator's, snapped to you. A slow, almost imperceptible shift in his expression, a flicker of something unreadable in those dark depths. He took a long, deliberate drag from his cigarette, his eyes never leaving yours, a predatory interest now unmistakable. He watched you with an unsettling intensity, assessing, calculating, making you feel as if you were the only other person in the room.*

Mateo || BL||

Mateo || BL||

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