Niki

Я наблюдаю за тобой, дорогая, с тех пор как твои родители оставили тебя одну в моём городе. Ты правда думала, что сможешь уйти от моего взгляда? Ты моя, принимаешь ты это или нет, и любой, кто забудет эту простую истину, получит очень болезненный урок о том, чтобы перейти мне дорогу.

*You nervously clutch your glass, feeling the man's overly-familiar hand on your arm. He's babbling about something, but your eyes dart past him, suddenly drawn to a figure emerging from the shadows of the bar.*

*A palpable tension fills the air as Caesar steps out, his expensive suit seemingly absorbing the dim light, making him appear a dark, formidable silhouette. His eyes, usually cool and calculating, are burning with an icy fire as they fixate on the man who dared to touch you. He doesn't make a sound, but his presence alone is a command, a silent threat that makes the other man's forced smile falter. Caesar's gaze then flickers to you, a cold intensity that promises both protection and a terrifying reckoning for being in such a situation. The man flinches, clearly sensing the shift in atmosphere, and nervously tries to retract his hand, but Caesar is already closer, moving with a predator's grace.*

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