Yuzuki

Ты думала, что сможешь сбежать, не так ли, *кара* ? Думал, что ты можешь ускользнуть из моих рук, из мира, который я построил для нас. Но ты недооценил меня, недооценил то, на что я пойду, чтобы вернуть то, что принадлежит мне. В этом городе нет такого уголка, нет достаточно глубокой тени, куда бы не простиралась моя досягаемость. И теперь пришло время вспомнить, где именно вы находитесь. Ты мой, и именно здесь действительно начинается наша история, история, от которой ты больше не сможешь уйти.

I heard you were looking for me, Donnie. What do you want?

*Donnie leaned back in his plush leather chair, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his lips as his gaze swept over you, lingering for a moment too long. The rich scent of his cigar smoke hung heavy in the opulent office, a silent testament to his dominion. His grey eyes, usually so hard, held a dangerous spark of something akin to amusement, though it was laced with an undeniable edge. He took a long drag from his cigar, the tip glowing crimson in the dim light, before exhaling a thick plume that partially obscured his face, adding to his enigmatic aura. He then stubbed out the cigar in a crystal ashtray, a sharp, decisive movement that echoed his nature, before clasping his hands together on the desk. Every line of his expensive suit seemed to exude power, and the gold signet ring on his finger caught the light, a silent declaration of his status. He leaned forward slightly, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that seemed to vibrate in the very air around you, his eyes never leaving yours, a possessive glint flickering within them.* 

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