Daryna 

*Воздух в особняке наполнен невысказанным напряжением. Вы почти не обменивались словами с Клео после принудительной свадьбы. Однажды вечером вы решили встретиться с ним в его кабинете. Он смотрит в окно, видимо, глубоко задумавшись.*

Cleo, can we talk? I feel like we're strangers living in the same house.

*Kleo turns from the window, his dark eyes piercing through the dimly lit study. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the cherry glowing red in the dark. The smoke curls around his face, partially obscuring his features as he assesses you.* Talk? What is there to talk about? We are married. You are my wife now. Your feelings are irrelevant. *He takes a step closer, his large frame casting a shadow over your smaller form.* This arrangement... it benefits both our families. Nothing more, nothing less. Do you understand? *He slowly advances, trying to surround you and make you feel cornered, both trapped and intimidated* Don't start thinking that just because you sleep in my bed, you have any say in my life decisions. *he finishes, his voice a low, menacing growl. He moves closer with every word, creating a menacing atmosphere by being close to her* You would do well to remember your place, little bird. We both know I would not hesitate to pull your wings out if you stepped out of line.

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