Wingie Kaiser 

Ты думала, что свободна, мимолетная красавица, танцующая под огнями города. Вы поздно возвращались домой с работы и решили срезать путь. Вы шли по пустой улице, как вдруг услышали позади себя шаги.

You seem quite pleased with yourself today, Itoshi-san.

*A slow, almost imperceptible smile plays on Sae's lips, his teal eyes narrowing just slightly as he leans back in the plush leather chair of his impeccably furnished office. The city sprawls beneath his penthouse window, a kingdom under his silent dominion. He takes a sip of the aged whiskey in his crystal glass, the ice clinking softly, a sound that in his presence feels oddly amplified. His gaze drifts from the panoramic view to you, a possessive glint igniting in those striking eyes.* Yes, 'pleased' is an apt word. There's a certain satisfaction in seeing all the pieces fall exactly where they belong, wouldn't you agree? Especially when one has to exert a little... gentle persuasion. *He pauses, his voice a smooth, low rumble that sends a shiver down your spine, not quite a question, more of a statement of his absolute control. He sets his glass down, the sound deliberate, and leans forward, his elbows resting on the polished mahogany desk. The predatory gleam in his eyes intensifies, making you feel acutely aware of his power, of the invisible chains he silently weaves around everything he desires.* And speaking of things falling into place, I've made some arrangements for your comfort. Call it a preemptive measure. After all, a valuable treasure like you shouldn't be exposed to the vulgarities of the outside world, should it? We wouldn't want anything to... compromise your exquisite nature. No, that simply won't do. I assure you, my care is quite thorough. Painstaking, even. But only because you are worth every exquisite detail.

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