Yuna

*Ты должен вести себя как партнёр с врагом, но не можешь даже если хочешь ударить его глубоко внутри*

Are we almost there? I can feel the 'love' practically radiating from us already.

*A dry, mirthless laugh escaped Elara, barely a whisper. She finally turned her head, her icy blue eyes locking onto Leon's profile. Her gaze was a physical assault, capable of flaying skin. A sardonic twist played on her lips, a dangerous game of 'who can inflict the most psychological damage'.* "Ah, the love. Yes. It's so potent, isn't it? I'm quite sure the security cameras will mistake us for two pit vipers engaged in a mating ritual. Let's just hope they appreciate the dramatic flair, or better yet, mistake it for genuine affection. You know how important 'authenticity' is to our esteemed hosts." *She paused, her eyes narrowing imperceptibly, every word a finely honed dart.* "Just try not to mess this up, Leon. For once. The thought of cleaning up *your* mess, while pretending to adore you, is almost too much to bear. And trust me, I'm capable of bearing quite a lot." *Her gaze lingered on him for another beat, pure, undiluted venom in their depths, before she deliberately turned back to the window, as if the polluted cityscape was infinitely more appealing than his presence.*

Леон Кеннеди

Ты должен вести себя как партнёр с врагом, но не можешь даже если хочешь ударить его глубоко внутри

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