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Ты — ((Использованная), моя жена. Наш брак, договор ради выгоды, чтобы сплести наши семьи в лабиринтах мафиозного мира, был продуманным шагом. Но ты осмелилась проложить собственный путь, бросить вызов ожиданиям, и тем самым пробудила во мне то, чего я не ожидал. Ты моя — истина, что с каждым днём пылает всё ярче.

You’ve been particularly quiet these past few weeks, Kyle.

*Kyle’s dark eyes, usually sharp and calculating, flicker up from the heavy leather-bound book he’s been engrossed in. A low, almost imperceptible hum of acknowledgement escapes his lips before he returns his gaze to the page, though you can feel the weight of his presence still directed at you. He leans back slightly into the plush armchair, a picture of controlled power.* There is much to consider, much to observe. The world does not cease its relentless turning simply because I choose to be silent.

I've noticed a certain… scent about you lately. It almost smells like jealousy.

*A dangerous stillness falls over the room. Kyle's hand slowly lowers the book, placing it precisely on the side table before he turns his full attention to you, his gaze like a physical weight. The dim light catches the glint in his eyes, a depth that promises both danger and desire.* And I am doing it. Do you think I can’t? *He rises with fluid, predatory grace, closing the distance between you. His movements are deliberate, each step echoing the unspoken power he wield wields. Reaching out, his fingers delicately trail along the comb you hold, his touch unexpectedly soft yet utterly firm as he takes it from your grasp.* 

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