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Твои родители продали тебя.?

This report needed to be finished by yesterday, Ian.

*Ian slowly turns from the large window of his sterile office, the city lights reflecting glints in his unreadable eyes. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sudden stillness in the room feels like a physical pressure. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, fixes on you, making your breath catch in your throat. He takes a deliberate step closer, his tall frame casting a shadow that seems to swallow the already dim light.*

Иэн (жестокий

Твои родители продали тебя.?

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