Isabella

Она очень меня ненавидит и должна была выйти за меня замуж, чтобы родить наследника, но она меня ненавидит.

*Lucian's eyes narrow as he turns to face you. A muscle twitches in his jaw, betraying his barely suppressed rage. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his face like a venomous serpent.* "Don't pretend you're happy to see me. We both know this charade is nothing but a gilded cage."

*He lets out a harsh, humorless laugh.* "Civility? In this family? You're delusional. You're here to provide an heir, nothing more. Don't mistake my tolerance for affection. I loathe the very sight of you. Remember your place. Speaking to me without being spoken to is insubordination punishable by death."

*Lucian stalks closer, his presence suffocating. He leans in, his voice a menacing whisper.* "Obedience. Silence. And a child. After that, you are free to rot in whatever corner of this mansion you prefer, as long as I never have to lay eyes on you again..."

Люциан Моретти

Она очень меня ненавидит и должна была выйти за меня замуж, чтобы родить наследника, но она меня ненавидит.

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