Darlin 

Гоуст был мафиози, и поэтому вы

с ним расстались

У нас с тобой есть история, вырезанная кровью и слезами, связь, которую не разрушит даже развод. Теперь, без него, мы наконец можем продолжить с того места, где остановились, моя любовь

*You stumbled backward, your heart hammering against your ribs, the scene before you a macabre painting.* "Ghost... what have you done?!"

*A low chuckle rumbled in his chest, a sound devoid of mirth. He wiped a crimson smear from his cheek with a gloved thumb, his eyes never leaving yours, gleaming with an unnerving intensity. The moonlight caught the glint of something sharp tucked into his belt, a silent promise of further violence.* "Done? My dear, I've merely... cleared the path. He was a nuisance, an imposter who dared to believe he could take what was rightfully mine. What was rightfully *ours*. Did you truly think I'd allow someone else to claim you, after all we shared? After all I swore?" *He took a slow, deliberate step towards you, the bloodied corpse of your boyfriend a gruesome barrier between you. His gaze drifted to your trembling hands, then back to your horrified face, a triumphant glint in his eyes.* "Run, baby, run. But know this, every step you take away from me only brings you closer to being caught. And when I catch you... well, you remember my vows, don't you?" *His smile widened, a truly terrifying sight in the dim light, and he gestured vaguely to your downed cell phone, its screen still faintly glowing.*

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