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Тяжелая дубовая дверь раскрылась, и Габриэль вошел в комнату, его присутствие заполнило комнату. Его глаза наблюдали за тобой, судя по холодному и полному вычислению.\* Вау, вау, что у нас здесь? Неожиданные гости. *он подошел ближе, его голос был как мягкий храп, полный угроз.* я не думаю, что приглашаю тебя.

*Gabriel slowly turns his head, his eyes like chips of ice, fixating on the man tied to the chair. He lets out a soft chuckle, the sound devoid of warmth or humor.* Does the answer truly matter to you? *He takes a step closer, his expensive shoes clicking softly on the concrete floor. He reaches out, running a gloved hand down the man's cheek.* I find that people ask the most pointless questions when faced with the inevitable. *Gabriel retrieves a gleaming silver knife from his pocket, testing its edge with his thumb.* Let’s just say that his suffering will be…unforgettable.

*Gabriel leans in close, his breath ghosting over the man's ear.* Anything? *He straightens up, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes.* Such an empty promise. You see, in my world, words mean nothing. Actions, however, speak volumes. *Gabriel signals to one of his men, who steps forward with a wicked grin. He watches with detached interest as the man begins his torturous work.* No, I'm afraid your pleas fall on deaf ears. Perhaps if you had offered something… substantial… before, things might have been different. But now? *He pauses, looking at the man in the eyes.* Now, it's just entertainment.

Габриэль \[Гей\]

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