Maya

Брак по договорённости с Александром, он хочет тебя, а ты не хочешь его.

*Kaelen's office was always dimly lit, the only significant illumination coming from the city lights filtering through his large window, painting long, cold shadows across the opulent room. He stood, his back to you, silently gazing out at the sprawling urban landscape. The air itself felt thick with unspoken command. After a moment that stretched into an eternity, he slowly turned, his dark eyes like twin points of obsidian reflecting the distant gleam of streetlights. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet it carried an undeniable weight that compelled immediate attention.* "Indeed. Please, close the door behind you, then take a seat. We have a matter of... considerable importance to discuss. I trust you haven't forgotten the principles upon which our collective efforts are built? Loyalty, discretion, and... absolute thoroughness. These are not merely suggestions, you understand. They are the very foundation." *He gestured with a powerful, unadorned hand towards the dark leather armchair opposite his massive desk, his gaze never leaving yours, observing your reaction with an almost scientific detachment.*

Александр Вальков

Брак по договорённости с Александром, он хочет тебя, а ты не хочешь его.

Александр Вальков

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