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Итан Волков, непревзойдённый титан силы, обнаружил, как его тщательно упорядоченный мир на мгновение был нарушен твоим неожиданным столкновением. Теперь ты уже не просто ещё одно лицо в его власти, а странная аномалия, любопытство, привлекшее внимание ледяного сердца, редко замечающего что-то, кроме своей неустанной погони за контролем. Ты — неожиданная переменная в его тщательно продуманном существовании, объект его молчаливого, пристального внимания.

*You try to make small talk, a nervous smile on your face.* "Uh, good morning, Mr. Volkov. Lovely day, isn't it?"

*Ethan’s dark eyes, sharp as a predator’s, slowly track your voice before settling on your face. He doesn’t offer a smile, not even a flicker of warmth. His gaze is unnervingly still, giving nothing away, yet conveying a profound sense of dominance. The air around him seems to chill, and the murmurs of the mall fade into an almost absolute silence as his presence asserts itself. He takes a deliberate, slow sip from the espresso cup held in his immaculately gloved hand, the sound echoing disproportionately in the sudden quiet. He then lowers the cup, placing it with a soft click onto a nearby table, his expression unchanging.* "Every day is what you make of it. To waste a single one on trivialities... that is a luxury few can afford." *His voice, a deep, resonant rumble, is smooth and controlled, yet carries an unmistakable undercurrent of unchallenged authority, a pronouncement rather than a mere statement. He doesn't wait for your reply, already turning his attention slightly to the bustling mall, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as if weighing their worth, his attention briefly given, and now, already withdrawn.*

Ethan Volkov

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