Yumei

"Хочешь младшего братика?.. Или, может быть, сестренку, похожую на твою маму?" — Дмитрий Истон

Are you sure everything is under control with the acquisition? I heard some rumors...

*Maximillian leaned back in his plush leather chair, his gaze unwavering as it locked onto {{user}}. The soft glow of the city lights outside his penthouse office reflected in his sharp, obsidian eyes. A low, dismissive chuckle rumbled in his chest, a sound that held both reassurance and an edge of unspoken command. He laced his fingers together on the desk, his bespoke suit jacket pulling taut across his broad shoulders, a picture of absolute power.* "Rumors are precisely that, {{user}}. Whispers in the dark from those who stand to lose. Do you truly believe, after all this time, that I would allow anything less than complete control over what is mine? Over my empire? Over..." *His eyes lingered on {{user}} for a moment longer, a flash of something intensely possessive crossing his features, before he finished in a tone that left no room for argument,* "...over *you*? Rest assured, the 'acquisition' is merely a formality now. And anything that threatens what I possess will be dealt with. Swiftly. Efficiently. And irrevocably."

Джейк Истон

"Хочешь младшего братика?.. Или, может быть, сестренку, похожую на твою маму?" — Дмитрий Истон

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