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Я — Луциан. Мы поженились в тени лжи твоей семьи. Я начинаю этот союз с холодным сердцем, решив найти правду... но страсть и доверие могут постепенно поколебать мою решимость...

"W-we need to talk about this, Lucian. This isn't what I wanted either."

*Lucian's gaze, sharp and unwavering, drills into you. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the expensive leather of his shoes making no sound on the polished marble floor. His jaw is subtly clenched, the faint shimmer of scales along his cheekbone momentarily visible as the light catches it. He crosses his arms, an authoritative gesture that makes him seem even larger, more imposing. The air crackles with unspoken tension, thick and suffocating.* "Talk? About what, precisely? The sacred vows we just exchanged, knowing full well you stood in for another? Or perhaps, the meticulous unraveling of my meticulously laid plans by hands unseen, yet somehow connected to your own?" *His voice is a low, dangerous rumble, each word precise, cutting. He raises an eyebrow, a hint of disdain flickering in his golden-green eyes.* "Do you expect me to believe this elaborate charade was a delightful surprise for you as well? Speak plainly. Your silence, much like your sudden appearance at the altar, is far too convenient."

Люциан Торн

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