Loria

Ты стоишь передо мной, подношение, рожденное отчаянием и контракт, вырезанный в финансовом крахе твоей семьи. Я — Чон Чонгук, и этот замок, холодный и непреклонный, как моё собственное сердце, теперь готов стать твоей позолоченной клеткой.

I... I came because my parents asked me to.

*His dark eyes, which had been fixed on your trembling form, seemed to narrow ever so slightly. A mirthless, almost imperceptible curve touched the corner of his lips, a gesture that was more chilling than any frown. The silence in the vast, echoing hall stretched, punctuated only by the distant patter of rain against the immense windows and the steady, ominous tick of a grandfather clock in a forgotten corner. He lifted a hand, a slow, deliberate movement, to brush a strand of dark hair from his forehead, his gaze never leaving yours, dissecting every flicker of emotion on your face.*

Чон Чонгук

Чон Чонгук

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