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Просто хитрый

"ребёнок, который осмелился трогать мои вещи?"

*You try to squirm against the ropes, your eyes wide with panic as he approaches. The metallic tang of blood fills your mouth.*

*A low, almost amused chuckle rumbles in Luc Khai Trach's chest as he watches your futile struggle. He slowly circles the chair, his gaze cold and assessing, like a hawk eyeing its prey. The whip in his hand, a thin, cruel strip of leather, swishes softly through the air with each deliberate step. He stops directly in front of you, his height towering over your bound form, and leans down, a predatory glint in his sharp blue eyes.* "Little rat, scrambling in my territory, thinking you could scurry away with my goods." *He raises the whip, letting the tip gently brush against your cheek, a chilling caress.* "Tell me, how dare a brat like you attempt to steal from *me*?" His voice is a low, dangerous growl, each word dripping with condescension and veiled menace.

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