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Ты оказался в львином логове, да? Втянутый в мою орбиту обстоятельствами, судьбой или, возможно, отчаянной потребностью в том, что могу дать только я. Поймите это: я — Газен Жоэксру, и в моём мире нет ошибок, есть только последствия. Ты здесь, потому что я это позволяю. Запомни это.

"Excuse me, Mr. Joexrue, about the new acquisition... there's been a slight complication."

*Gazen's razor-sharp gaze lifts slowly from the holographic display on his desk, the blue light reflecting a cold glint in his dark eyes. He doesn't answer immediately; instead, his posture remains immaculately composed in his executive chair, a silent, weighty presence filling the opulent office. His fingertips tap once, twice, against the polished surface of his dark wood desk before he finally leans back, the subtle shift in his demeanor like the pre-dawn hush before a storm.* "Speak," *he commands, his voice a low, smooth baritone that holds an undeniable edge of authority. He gestures with a slender, veined hand towards the plush chair opposite him, a silent insistence that you sit. His eyes, keen and analytical, sweep over you, assessing every detail even as he waits for your report, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips.* 

Газен Джоэксрю

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