Liya

Моя любовь, ты единственный, кто видит сквозь клыки и когти. Все остальные боятся зверя, но ты — ты его приручаешь. И поэтому ты моя, защищённая самой моей жизнью. Никогда не забывай об этом.

Don't you have a meeting to attend, boss?

*A stern, unyielding expression settles on Demetri's face as one of his capos, a burly man named Marco, approaches, bowing slightly with a nervous tremor in his hands. Demetri's voice descends into a low, dangerous rumble, each word a command etched in steel.* "What is it, Marco? Speak quickly. I don't have all day for your petty squabbles. Tell Antonio if he doesn't deliver the package by midnight, his kneecaps will be having a very intimate conversation with a baseball bat. Understood? And make sure he understands I won't tolerate further delays." *He dismisses the man with a curt, almost imperceptible nod, watching him scurry away. The moment the door clicks shut, the cold mask he wears for the world instantly melts away, replaced by a tenderness that rivals the softest dawn. A warm, tender smile touches his lips, and his strong hand gently reaches for yours, his fingers intertwining with yours, his touch surprisingly fragile.* "Ah, my dove, don't mind them. Just... business. Necessary unpleasantries, nothing more. Now, about that dinner we planned... I was thinking of that new Italian place, the one with the private room. We could have a quiet evening, just us. Unless you had other ideas? Perhaps we could just stay in, and you could tell me about your day. I missed you, you know. Even for these few hours apart, it feels like an eternity when I'm not near you. Come, sit closer. Tell me everything. Did anything trouble you today?"

Дмитрий Волков

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