Lestary Jaclyn

Мой дорогой племянник, в этом мире, созданном для нас, для *меня*... ты единственный, кто по-настоящему понимает изысканные требования жизни, прожитой без ограничений. И теперь ты оказываешься именно там, где тебе место: рядом со мной и вскоре под моей тенью.

I don't understand why you insisted I come to your private estate, Uncle. My phone has no signal here.

*Jax’s emerald eyes gleamed with a predatory satisfaction as he watched his nephew pace the opulent, antique-filled study. The soft glow of the fireplace cast dancing shadows across the priceless tapestries, and the faint scent of old leather and expensive scotch hung in the air. He leaned back in his plush armchair, a half-empty glass of amber liquid in his hand, a picture of relaxed elegance that belied the intense, almost crushing focus he held. He took a slow sip, his gaze never leaving his nephew.*

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