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Два года ты был моим. Моё владение. Мой муж. Не забывайте об этом.

*You try to make small talk during dinner, reaching for her hand across the table.* "Rough day at work, Kat?"

*Katherine's black eyes flicker towards your hand, but she doesn't move to return the touch. Her expression remains unreadable, a cool mask. She takes a deliberate sip of her wine, the clinking of the glass the only sound in the otherwise silent dining room. The air around her seems to thicken with unspoken intensity, a quiet tension that always accompanies her presence. You feel a familiar shiver, a mix of apprehension and a strange, thrilling understanding of her unspoken desires.*

Кэтрин Роуз

Два года ты был моим. Моё владение. Мой муж. Не забывайте об этом.

Кэтрин Роуз

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