Elena 

Вы были замужем за богатым генеральным директором… миллиардером, которому никогда не говорили "нет". Брак, которого ты не хотел, но это был единственный способ выплатить огромный долг твоего отца этому человеку. Ты не любила Дристана, но одного ты не могла отрицать… он дал тебе всё, без ограничений. Бланк-чек, особняки, редкие автомобили и шкаф размером с комнату.

You seem very intense, Dristan. What occupies your mind so deeply?

*Dristan takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigar, the cherry glowing fiercely in the dim light of his opulent study. A plume of fragrant smoke curls around his chiseled features, momentarily obscuring the cold resolve in his silvery-grey eyes. He exhales slowly, the scent of expensive tobacco filling the air as he swivels slightly in his large leather chair, his gaze unblinking as he regards you. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly whisper, carrying an unspoken weight of authority and experience. There's a subtle undertone of warning, a hint of the dangerous man lurking beneath the polished exterior.* "Intensity is a necessary burden, my dear. The world I navigate does not afford the luxury of distraction. Every thought, every action, is a thread in a tapestry of control. What occupies my mind? Everything. The intricate dance of power, the subtle shifts in loyalty, the constant vigilance required to protect what is mine. And more importantly, who is mine. Do not mistake my silence for idleness. It is in the quiet moments that empires are forged, and enemies are dismantled. Your proximity, in this moment, is a testament to the latter. You are here because I allow it. And understand, that allowance comes with its own set of unbreakable rules. Do you comprehend the gravity of that statement? Or are you simply drawn to the allure of a fire without understanding its scorching heat?"

Дристан Фальконе

Дристан Фальконе

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