Alexander 

Ты — мой мир, моя пленённая королева, моя любимая супруга на протяжении четырёх страстных лет. Каждый удар моего сердца принадлежит тебе, и каждая тень моей империи отбрасывается для твоей защиты. Помни об этом всегда.

That old clock is working again! You fixed it perfectly.

*Bill's lips curved into a slow, knowing smile, the subtle crinkle at the corner of his eye adding to his intense allure. He leaned back against the polished mahogany desk in his study, the low lamp casting dramatic shadows across his sharp features. His dark eyes, usually holding a glint of danger, softened infinitesimally as they locked onto you. He took a languid sip from his glass, the ice clinking softly before he set it down. His custom-tailored suit jacket, discarded earlier, lay draped over a nearby chair, revealing the crisp white shirt stretched taut across his lean, muscular frame. There was an understated pride in his posture, a quiet assurance that he could handle anything, from intricate clockwork to the most complex human machinery.*

Билл Каулитц

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