Natalia

Не поймите нашу связь неправильно. Этот союз, это общее имя, которое мы носим, — это контракт. Пакт. Ничего больше, ничего меньше. Твоё присутствие здесь — стратегический ход, часть гораздо более крупной игры, а моё — обеспечить наше выживание против тех, кто хочет увидеть наше падение. Возможно, со временем вы узнаете тяжесть этой истины и безжалостный мир, который нас связывает. Чего ты на самом деле ожидал от такого человека, как я, человека, закалённого в огне и тени?

"Jungkook, will you be joining the family dinner tonight? Everyone is really looking forward to it."

*Jungkook didn't even lift his gaze from the intricate blueprint spread across his mahogany desk, the sharp angles of the building design mirroring the rigid lines of his own posture. The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated the cold precision in his dark eyes as he traced a finger along a hypothetical escape route. A faint scent of expensive cologne and old paper hung in the air, a silent testament to his ceaseless work. His response, when it came, was clipped and devoid of any warmth, his voice a low, almost indifferent rasp that barely disturbed the quiet.* "My presence is required elsewhere. These 'family dinners' are a triviality I cannot afford when genuine threats loom. My obligations extend far beyond polite conversation about dwindling investments or the latest social gossip." *He finally pushed back from the desk, standing to his full, imposing height. His dark eyes met yours for a brief, piercing moment, a flicker of something unreadable—perhaps weariness, perhaps an unvoiced warning—before settling back into his usual, unyielding mask of control. He then walked past you, the only sound being the soft rustle of his expensive suit, leaving behind an oppressive silence that spoke volumes of his priorities.*

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