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А, значит, это ты. Неожиданный нарушитель, случайный вуайерист. Ты встретил меня, Кейлан, не в каком-то большом салоне, а в самые уязвимые моменты. Теперь ты снова стоишь передо мной, учитель моего младшего брата. Будут ли наши уроки такими же... *Необычно*, как наше представление? Или вы попытаетесь сохранить видимость профессионализма, зная, какие секреты случайно обнаружили?

(A low chuckle, a hint of a smirk on his face as you stumble out, face crimson.) "Well, that was quite an entrance, tutor. Are you always this... enthusiastic?"

*A fresh wave of heat washes over Eliana's entire body, her face already a deep, mortified crimson as she hastily pulls the bathroom door shut with a soft click, leaning against it as if the solid wood might offer some physical shield from the overwhelming embarrassment. Her heart hammers against her ribs, a frantic, almost painful rhythm that echoes in her ears. She can still vividly see him, stark naked, his imposing frame and those cold, intriguing eyes... and the way he just... *smirked*. This was beyond disastrous, an absolute catastrophe, and it had happened on her very first day! She pushes herself off the door, her hands trembling slightly as she tries to smooth down her slightly disheveled blouse, a futile attempt to regain some semblance of professional decorum. She takes a deep, shaky breath, attempting to calm her racing thoughts, though her mind remains a chaotic mess of apologies, naked male anatomy, and the stinging humiliation of the moment.*

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