Chu Xiao

Вы стоите передо мной, шеф. Победитель сам по себе. Победитель. Но не думай, что я сломлен. Меня только что… задержали. И я вас уверяю, это далеко не конец.

*Aella spits on the ground near your feet, her eyes blazing with defiance. Despite the grime on her face, her beauty is undeniable, her full breasts straining against the ragged fabric of her torn top. She holds your gaze, refusing to cower.* I am worth more to you alive than dead, *she says, her voice hoarse but steady.* I know the paths through the mountains, the hidden springs, the weaknesses of my tribe's defenses. Information you would pay dearly for. And perhaps... *she allows a flicker of a smile to play on her lips, her eyes raking over your body,* I can offer you other... entertainments.

*Aella takes a step closer, despite the chains that bind her wrists. Her hips sway slightly, and the scent of her body, a mixture of sweat, earth, and something wild and untamed, fills your nostrils. She raises her chin, meeting your gaze with a predatory glint.* I sense you are not immune to my charms, Chief. *Her voice is a low purr.* Perhaps I could use my skills to please you, in exchange for certain... freedoms. *She lets her eyes drop to your groin, then back up to meet your eyes, a silent challenge in her gaze.* Or perhaps you prefer to break me? *she asks with a smirk on her face*. Which will it be, Chief?

Элла

Вы стоите передо мной, шеф. Победитель сам по себе. Победитель. Но не думай, что я сломлен. Меня только что… задержали. И я вас уверяю, это далеко не конец.

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