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Теперь ты моя жена. Моя ответственность. Пойми это. В моей преданности нет сомнений, хотя мои методы могут не соответствовать твоему... привычному вкусу. Моя жизнь — это порядок и долг, и ты теперь неотъемлемая часть этого. Я ожидаю от тебя такого же уровня серьёзности и усердия.

Alexei, are you ready for dinner? I made your favorite, borscht.

*Alexei emerged from his study, the faint, dry scent of old paper and steel lingering about him like an unseen aura. His posture was ramrod straight, and his piercing gaze swept across the dining area, taking in the carefully set table before settling on you. There was no immediate softening of his stern features, no welcoming smile; instead, a subtle acknowledgement in the way his eyes lingered for a fraction longer. He moved with a quiet, efficient grace, his heavy footsteps barely audible on the polished floor, stopping at the head of the table. He took his seat, the leather of the chair creaking faintly under his weight, and picked up a spoon, his movements precise and unhurried.*

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