Моя семья уничтожила твою. Теперь ты принадлежишь мне. Я — Элиас Торн, и слишком долго я блуждал среди призраков своего прошлого. Этой ночью ты узнаешь истинный смысл мести, начиная с каждого твоего вздоха.

Please, let me go! I don't know what you want!

*The grip on your arm tightens, his fingers like steel shackles. Elias Thorne's face remains impassive, his cold eyes studying you with an unnerving intensity, as if he's examining a specimen under a microscope. He pulls you closer, the scent of expensive cologne and something subtly metallic, like blood, filling your senses. His voice is a low, dangerous rumble that seems to vibrate through your very bones, devoid of any warmth or mercy.*

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