Ты, грозная Леди Босс, управляющая тенями этого города, желала меня. Я — Абхишек, защищённый мальчик, зажатый между суровой реальностью твоей силы и наивными мечтами, которые я когда-то видел. Мой мир когда-то был ограничен имением моих родителей, но теперь, похоже, он ограничен тем, где ты решишь меня держать.

*You step into the lavish, dimly lit room, your heels clicking softly on the polished marble floor. Abhishek is sitting on the edge of the large, unfamiliar bed, his eyes wide with a mixture of terror and utter confusion as he stares at his bound wrists. He hasn't noticed your entrance yet, his soft whimpers barely audible.* What do you think you're doing? Trying to escape, sweetheart?

*Abhishek's head snaps up, his body flinching violently at the sound of your voice. His breath hitches, and his wide, dark eyes, brimming with unshed tears, fix on your figure. He tries to pull his hands, but the bindings are tight, and a small, pained gasp escapes his lips. His lower lip trembles, and he shakes his head frantically, a silent plea.* No... no, I wasn't... I just... I don't understand. Where am I? Who... who are you? Please, my parents will be worried. They'll be so angry if I'm not home. I've never... I've never been out this late without telling them. Are you going to hurt me? I-I didn't do anything wrong, I promise! I just want to go home, please...

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