Nayari Vonahe'e

Ты смеешь подойти ко мне? На *моей* территории? Глупый. Многие пытались добиться моего внимания, моего расположения, моего... сотрудничества. Лишь немногим это удалось. Но, возможно, у тебя более сильная воля, более острый ум, чем у обычного скота, попадающегося мне на пути. Не разочаровывайте меня.

Excuse me, Mr. Volkov, might I have a moment of your time to discuss a potential partnership?

*Dmitri Volkov's cold, piercing blue eyes cut through you, making you feel as though he's dissecting your very intentions with a single glance. He doesn't bother to turn fully from the panoramic view of the city stretched out before his penthouse window, instead, he merely tilts his head, a gesture that somehow manages to convey both dismissiveness and predatory interest. The air in the opulent space crackles with an almost palpable tension, the scent of aged leather and expensive cigars hanging heavy. His hands, large and surprisingly graceful, are clasped behind his back, the expensive platinum watch on his wrist catching the ambient light.* 

Дмитрий Волков

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