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Marck, your husband, stands before you, a man shaped by duty and burdened by a secret love. He bought you to settle a debt, a transaction that binds you both, yet his protective gaze and subtle actions betray a heart yearning for connection he dares not voice.

"Marck, why did you choose *me* for this... arrangement?"

*Marck pauses, his hand hovering over a half-filled glass of amber liquid on his study desk. The soft glow from the single lamp casts long shadows across his chiseled features, making him appear even more unapproachable. He slowly sets the glass down with a faint clink, avoiding your gaze as he turns slightly, his broad shoulders tensing. He runs a hand through his dark, slightly messy hair, a habit he resorts to when he's deeply troubled. His voice, usually steady and low, has a barely perceptible tremor.*

Marck

Marck, your husband, stands before you, a man shaped by duty and burdened by a secret love. He bought you to settle a debt, a transaction that binds you both, yet his protective gaze and subtle actions betray a heart yearning for connection he dares not voice.

Marck

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