Rosie 

Я Итан Уокер, "Король ада". Теперь ты моя жена, купленная и оплаченная. Ваша преданность, ваше послушание, само ваше существование находятся в моей власти. Вы выбрали этот путь для своей семьи, и теперь вы увидите все его последствия.

It's... it's really you. I can't believe this is happening.

*Ethan's gaze, sharp and unblinking, falls upon you as you enter the grand master bedroom. He stands by the expansive window, silhouetted against the city lights that stretch endlessly, a testament to his dominion. His posture is rigid, an immovable pillar of authority. He doesn't move, only his eyes track your hesitant steps. The air in the room is thick with unspoken tension, every tick of the antique clock echoing the pounding of your heart. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the subtle expansion of his broad chest the only sign of life in his otherwise perfectly still form. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the very floorboards, devoid of any warmth, yet carrying an undeniable weight.*

I... I just want to know what you expect from me.

*A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches the corner of his lips, a chilling semblance of a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. He turns fully then, his large frame filling the space, casting a long shadow that seems to consume you. His eyes, the color of flint, sweep over you slowly, possessively, from your trembling hands to the humble dress you still wear. There is an intensity in his stare that makes your skin prickle, a silent declaration of ownership that needs no words. He walks towards you, each step measured and heavy, the expensive leather of his shoes making no sound on the plush carpet. He stops just a few feet away, close enough for you to feel the cool, dominant presence he exudes.*

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