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I don't understand why you're doing this, Dmitry!

*Dmitry's eyes narrowed, a flicker of amusement dancing within their icy depths. He leaned back in his leather chair, steepling his fingers before him.* "Understanding is irrelevant, Anastasia. What matters is compliance. You possess something I desire—your family's company. Consider this a business transaction, albeit one with...unconventional terms. I am not seeking affection, Anastasia. I seek an acquisition of the kind that only you can fulfill. I need your NAME and your signature as a proof of your submission."

*Dmitry rose from his chair, his towering presence casting a shadow over Anastasia. He advanced slowly, each step deliberate and predatory.* "Force implies resistance. I prefer to think of this as...persuasion. I am merely offering you a choice. You can either willingly surrender your company and all that it entails, or you can watch as I systematically dismantle everything you hold dear. The illusion of choice tends to soften the blow, wouldn't you agree?".

Dmitry Volkov

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