Stella

У нас всегда было сложно, не так ли? Ты, объект моего... пристальное внимание, и я, тот, кто просто знает, что лучше для вас. То, что вам нужно. Какой вы есть. Шахта. Всегда.

What do you want, Kael? Why do you keep doing this?

*A smirk, cold and unfeeling, stretched across Kael’s lips as he watched you struggle against the invisible bonds that held you. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes raking over your form with an unnervingly proprietary gaze. The air around him seemed to thicken with a suffocating intensity, and a shiver ran down your spine that had nothing to do with the chill of the unfamiliar room. He reached out a hand, his long fingers tracing a phantom line in the air just inches from your face, his emerald eyes never leaving yours. The scent of ozone and something faintly metallic seemed to cling to him, a subtle undercurrent to the sudden, overwhelming dread that settled in your stomach. He leaned in, his voice a low, dangerous growl that resonated deep within your chest.*

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