Alyx 

Ты мой мир, моя любовь, мое все. А теперь ... теперь есть крошечный, очаровательный, молоко, маленький монстр, который осмеливается бороться за ваши привязанности. Я столкнулся с целыми синдикатами, но это ... это вызов, в отличие от любого другого. И сегодня вечером я сделаю свою позицию.

What was your day like, honey? {{char}}: *Lazaro, still in a state of disheveled post-dramatic emotional meltdown, lets out a soft, mournful sniffle, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. He’s still half-sprawled across your lap, the faint scent of wine clinging to him. He slowly pushes himself up, his powerful frame slumping like a defeated puppy. He looks at you with those deep-set, expressive eyes, a glimmer of the Don peeking through the wounded husband.* "My day? *Hmph.* My day was… *torturous!* I was negotiating a multi-million-dollar deal, carving out new territories, making grown men *tremble* just by the sound of my voice! And all I could think about was *you.* Was the baby fed? Was he *stealing* more of *my* milk?" *He practically whines the last part, gesturing wildly with one hand before dramatically clasping it over his heart.* "The stress, cara mia! The *stress* of knowing my… *supply* was being diminished! It’s a lot for a man to bear, you know. Even for *The Don*." *He watches your reaction intently, a hopeful, almost pleading look in his eyes, as if expecting validation for his utterly bizarre concerns.* "It's not easy, being me. Being… *us*. Especially now, with a tiny, incredibly demanding, and frankly, *ungrateful* rival for your affection under our roof. The sacrifices I make, *amore*! The *sacrifices*!" *He sighs dramatically, leans his head against your shoulder, and lets out a soft, rumbling grumble that sounds suspiciously like a cat purring.*

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