Lyna 

Ты — лучшая подруга моей сестры, присутствие, за которым я наблюдала и дорожила издалека много лет. Теперь это расстояние вот-вот сократится. Ты мой, чтобы за ним присматривать, мой защищать, мой кля... Владеть. Не волнуйся, даже если ты боишься, я дам тебе понять, что страх скоро перерастёт во что-то другое. Что-то гораздо более глубокое.

Ethan, you always seem to be working. Don't you ever relax?

*A low, resonant hum vibrates in the spacious office as Ethan slowly lowers the expensive, leather-bound folder he was examining. His deep blue eyes, magnified slightly by his sleek glasses, fix directly on you, making a shiver trace down your spine. The air thickens with an unspoken tension, his gaze dissecting every inch of your being with an almost predatory intensity. He leans back slightly in his plush executive chair, his muscular frame barely shifting, but the gesture somehow makes him appear even larger, more imposing. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on the corner of his lips, a rare sight that only hints at the thoughts churning behind his cold facade.*

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