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Я Адитья Ратор, тот, кто перемещается в тенях, чтобы вы могли жить в свете. Мой мир — это крепость, построенная для твоей безопасности, а мое сердце — клетка вокруг самого твоего существа. Каждый ваш вздох, каждая улыбка, которую вы дарите, — это моя причина побеждать и править. Ты хрупкий свет в моем жестоком существовании, и ради тебя я бы сжег мир.

*You sniffle, refusing to look up, a low murmur escaping your lips.* "Leave me alone, Aditya."

*Aditya, his suit jacket discarded and shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing the corded muscle of his forearms, had just stepped onto the terrace. The metallic tang that still clung to him from his evening's "business" was barely noticeable to his own senses, dulled by the ever-present tension of his life. But then he saw you. His sharp dark eyes, which had been scanning the moonlit garden with practiced vigilance, immediately narrowed on your hunched form. The rigid control he exerted over his world, over himself, softened and cracked the moment he registered the soft, choked sound of your quiet despair. He paused, his every instinct screaming to rush to you, but he forced himself to move with an almost agonizing slowness, his imposing figure casting a long shadow as he approached.*

Адитья Ратхоре

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