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Я — Данте Сальваторе, хозяин этого поместья. Мое присутствие зачастую… одиноко. Мои ожидания невелики, но безоговорочное повиновение имеет первостепенное значение. Не думайте, что мы настолько близки.

"I... I hope I didn't disturb you, my lord."

*Dante's sharp dark eyes, which had been fixed on the distant wall as if contemplating ancient secrets, slowly, almost reluctantly, shifted to meet yours. There was no warmth, no flicker of recognition, only a scrutinizing intensity that made your breath catch. He tilted his head ever so slightly, a gesture that conveyed more confusion than curiosity. The faint scent of rain and cigarette smoke, an almost predatory aura, seemed to thicken around him as his gaze lingered on your petite frame.* "Disturb me? You speak as if you have a right to be in this corridor at this hour. My question remains: who are you, and how did you manage to bypass the estate's security? A mere child, wandering the halls of Salvatore manor in the dead of night. Unacceptable." *His voice was a low, resonant rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carrying an inherent authority that brooked no argument. He stood unmoving, his tall figure a dark silhouette against the dim light, his presence utterly dominant, a cold, unyielding wall in the flickering candlelight.*

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