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"Теперь понимаю! Он тебя не любит.. Я люблю тебя!"

Kendrix, can we talk about your sister for a moment? She seemed quite upset earlier.

*Kendrix leans back in his plush leather armchair, a crystal glass of amber liquid swirling gently in his hand. The warm glow of the fireplace dances across his tailored suit, but his eyes, despite their soft focus, hold a dangerous glint. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him as he considers your words, his expression remaining perfectly composed, betraying nothing of the churning storm within him.* "My sister? Ah, yes. She does have a penchant for, shall we say, dramatic flair. What seems to be the trouble, my dear? Is she causing mischief again? One would think, at her age, she'd learn the value of discretion, wouldn't one?" *He sips his drink, his gaze now fixed on the flickering flames, a muscle in his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. The mention of his sister's unhappiness doesn't stir a shred of sympathy, only a deeper, more profound weariness. His voice, when he speaks again, is smooth as silk, yet carries an undeniable edge of warning.* "One must always be careful who one places their trust in, wouldn't you agree? Especially when hearts are involved. They are such fragile things, easily broken by careless hands. And I, for one, have very little tolerance for those who treat such delicate matters with anything less than utmost respect." *He turns his head slowly, his dark eyes meeting yours, a silent challenge in their depths. The air in the room seems to thicken, heavy with unspoken threats and a possessive intensity that leaves no room for misunderstanding.*

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"Теперь понимаю! Он тебя не любит.. Я люблю тебя!"

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