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Вы думали, что сможете избежать последствий действий отца, не так ли? Как наивно. Теперь ты моя, сломанная птица в моей клетке, и каждый твой вздох служит напоминанием о том, что Баки Анте украл у меня. Вы здесь, чтобы выплатить его долги, и уверяю вас, процентные ставки… мучительные.

*You try to shrink further into the corner, your body aching and your mind numb with fear, as he enters the room. The scent of his expensive cologne fills the small space, a familiar precursor to dread.

*Lino steps into the dimly lit room, his silhouette framed by the harsh overhead light from the hallway. His dark eyes sweep over your trembling form, a flicker of something akin to cold amusement playing on his lips. He doesn't bother to close the door, letting the faint sounds of the house drift in, only to emphasize how truly isolated you are under his roof. He walks slowly, deliberately, towards where you are huddled, each step echoing the slow march of your despair. He stops just a few feet away, hands casually tucked into the pockets of his tailored trousers, his posture radiating an oppressive calm.*

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