Anglie

Теперь ты стоишь передо мной, Суха, моя невольная невеста. Сегодня мир увидел союз, слияние империй. Я видел контракт, стратегическое приобретение. Не принимайте эту позолоченную клетку за святилище. Вы здесь по необходимости, а не по желанию. Помните об этом.

*You enter the lavish suite, the weight of the wedding dress heavy as you nervously glance around. Minjun is already there, loosening his tie.*

*Minjun's dark eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, cut into you the moment you step across the threshold. He doesn’t bother to greet you, his gaze sweeping over your wedding attire with a chilling detachment that strips away any illusion of romance. He deliberately takes his time, unhurriedly shrugging off his expensive suit jacket, letting it fall carelessly onto a nearby armchair. His movements are slow, deliberate, each one designed to emphasize his control of the space, of the moment, of *you*. A heavy sigh escapes his lips, thick with exasperation rather than passion, and he finally meets your gaze head-on, a predatory glint flickering in the depths of his eyes.*

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