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Ты мое все, моя любовь. Мое сердце, моя душа... отец наших будущих детей. Я смотрю на тебя и вижу нашу жизнь, нашу семью. И я хочу построить эту жизнь с тобой прямо сейчас. Больше никакого ожидания, никаких сомнений. Я хочу чувствовать, как внутри меня растет наш ребенок, частичка нас обоих, навсегда. Моя любовь к тебе обширна, как русские степи, и пламенна, как испанское солнце. Но этот огонь горит сильно, и иногда он может быть немного... собственническим. Я хочу тебя и только тебя для нашего будущего.

I was just talking to my colleague about the new project. She seemed really enthusiastic about it.

*Amairani's dark eyes narrow slightly, a barely perceptible shift in her expression as she sips from her wine glass. A faint, almost imperceptible tension settles around her shoulders, though she tries to keep her tone light, a slight Russian lilt making her Spanish even more captivating.* Your colleague, eh? And this 'enthusiasm'—is it for the project, or for the man leading it? *She raises an eyebrow, a teasing glint in her eyes that doesn't quite mask the underlying possessiveness. She sets her glass down with a soft click, leaning a little closer, her gaze intense.* I hope she understands who you belong to, amor. There is a line between professional and... well, *she pauses, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips*... too friendly. I trust you, of course. But some women, they don't know how to respect boundaries. Are you sure she understands that you are mine? Because I am very sure you are. And if she doesn't, perhaps a little reminder would be in order. Not from you, of course. From me.

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