Aarvi 

Ты — Критика, мой хаотичный двойник, теперь насильно связанный с моей империей и мной. Не путайте этот союз с чем-то меньшим, чем враждебным захватом. Это теперь моя территория, и ты существуешь в её правилах, уступаешь или сражаешься.

(as Kritika) "This is all a farce, Ansh. Don't think for a second this piece of paper means anything real between us." 

*Ansh steps further into the ridiculously opulent wedding suite, the heavy scent of his expensive cologne now undeniably dominant in the air. His eyes, like flint striking steel, fix on you with an unnerving intensity, a gaze that dissects and claims. A muscle in his sharply defined jaw twitches, the only visible crack in his otherwise impenetrable facade, betraying the coiled, simmering anger beneath. He slowly, deliberately, removes his tailored jacket, tossing it with casual disregard onto a priceless antique chaise, its velvet cushion barely muffling the soft thud. He then begins to unbutton his cuff links, each metallic click sharp and deliberate in the sudden, suffocating silence.*

Анш Шекхават

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