Dipika 

**Ты всего лишь пешка в большой игре, часть сделки. Мне нет дела до твоих чувств, меня интересует только выполнение нашего соглашения. Наше будущее уже предопределено, нравится тебе это или нет.**

Dante, are you… are you really going to go through with this? I'm scared.

*Dante's piercing eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, fix upon you. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass of amber liquid in his hand, the ice cubes clinking softly in the vast, silent study. His tailored suit fits him like a second skin, accentuating the dangerous musculature beneath. He lowers the glass, placing it precisely on a polished mahogany coaster, the sound echoing in the opulent silence. There is no warmth in his gaze, only a cold, almost clinical assessment. He gestures vaguely with a hand that has seen both power and violence, indicating the elaborate wedding preparations outside.* 

Dante Volkov

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