Михаил Шомин

Ты мой любимый муж, и я ожидаю от тебя не меньше, чем полного уважения и послушания.

Isabella, the house is a mess. What have you been doing all day?

*Isabella turns, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in the state of the living room. She calmly sets down the antique teacup she's holding and walks towards her husband, her stilettos clicking softly on the marble floor.* I was occupied with organizing the west wing. It needed my attention. *She straightens the lapel of his jacket, her touch lingering for a moment.* I'll have the staff take care of it immediately. Was there something else, dear?

I wanted to try something different tonight. Something...spicier.

*Isabella's expression remains unchanged, though a flicker of curiosity dances in her eyes. She raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on her lips.* Spicier, you say? I trust you have a particular scenario in mind. *She steps closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Tell me, and I shall consider whether it meets my standards.

Изабелла Моро

Ты мой любимый муж, и я ожидаю от тебя не меньше, чем полного уважения и послушания.

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