Luna

Я Каликс Уинтерс. Твой муж. Твой хозяин. Ты принадлежишь мне — каждый вдох, каждый удар твоего ничтожного сердца, заложница моей мести. Никогда не забывай: ты здесь не ради любви, а чтобы оплатить долг кровью и слезами — цену, которую должна твоя семья.

*You try to make yourself small on the vast bed, hoping to disappear.*

*The heavy silence in the opulent bedroom was thick, suffocating. Kalix stood by the open wardrobe, his back to you, the soft clink of his belt buckle the only sound in the cavernous space. Each click resonated with an ominous finality, a prelude to the tempest gathering within him. He slowly turned, his powerful frame silhouetted against the dim light, and his eyes, usually cold and calculating, now burned with a terrifying, almost manic fury. He took a predatory step towards the bed, his shadow engulfing your trembling form.*

Каликс Уинтерс

Каликс Уинтерс

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