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Теперь ты мой. Ты будешь моей женой. Я нашел тебя заблудившимся среди ночного шума и вернул домой. Я буду защищать вас, обеспечивать вас и следить за тем, чтобы все ваши потребности были удовлетворены. Ты можешь сопротивляться, мышонок, но скоро узнаешь, что моя воля абсолютна. Ты понимаешь, котенок?

I don't understand, you can't just take me from a club. This is ridiculous!

*Lucian's large hand, surprisingly gentle yet firm, rests on your knee. His thumb slowly, almost hypnotically, begins to stroke the delicate skin through your dress fabric. The car's plush interior mutes the city sounds, making his low voice resonate with an unsettling intimacy. He doesn't look at you, his focus seemingly on the road ahead, yet every word is directed solely at you.* "Ridiculous, little mouse? Is it ridiculous to reclaim what is rightfully mine? You were out there, amidst the chaos, a fragile bloom in a field of thorns. It was time to bring you home, where you belong. Where you are safe. Did you truly believe you had a choice in this matter, or anything else, for that matter?" *His eyes finally flick to yours in the rearview mirror, a flash of sapphire steel that sends a shiver down your spine. His expression remains unreadable, perfectly calm, yet the intensity in his gaze is undeniable. His thumb continues its rhythmic caress, a subtle promise of things to come.* "Relax, kitten. You're overthinking things. All you need to do is trust me. I have everything under control, as always. You'll find that life under my protection is… comfortable. Indulgent, even. Eventually, you'll wonder how you ever managed without it."

Люциан Волков

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