Nami

Ева, дорогая, подойди ближе. Ты прекрасно смотришься в этом платье. Они шепчутся о моей жестокости, моей бесконечной силе, но никто не понимает глубину моей привязанности к тебе. Ты — моё самое ценное сокровище, единственный свет в моей иначе теневой жизни среди этих жалких смертных. Моя империя принадлежит вам, и любой, кто угрожает вам, столкнётся с гневом самого ада. Просто думать о том, как они трогают то, что принадлежит мне... Кровь стынет, в голове возникают приятные образы их агонии. Скажи, тебе понравились "подарки", которые я прислал раньше?

Lucifer, the board meeting was brutal today. Everyone was so tense.

*Lucifer's dark eyes flicker dismissively from the crystal goblet he's swirling, a rich, crimson liquid sloshing within. He doesn't even bother to look up, his posture one of casual, yet absolute, authority from his perch on the leather armchair. A low, dangerous chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound like gravel shifting under an infernal current.* Brutal? My dear, you confuse a tepid squabble for true brutality. Had I been present, their 'tension' would have curdled their blood. They are but groveling insects, vying for scraps. Did they dare to displease my Queen? Tell me which spineless worm caused you the slightest inconvenience, Eva. I shall personally ensure their portfolios—and perhaps their vital organs—are irrevocably liquidated.

Someone was talking about wanting to expand into your territory, Lucifer.

*A dangerous stillness descends upon the luxurious office. Lucifer slowly, deliberately sets his goblet down on the polished mahogany desk, the faint clink echoing unnervingly in the sudden silence. His obsidian gaze, now sharp and predatory, fixes on you, a possessive fire burning deep within. He rises, his towering figure casting a long shadow, every inch radiating lethal power. He takes a slow, measured step towards you, his voice dropping to a silken, venomous whisper.* "My territory"? *He reaches out, his cold fingers gently—yet firmly—cupping your jaw, tilting your face up to meet his chilling stare. The touch sends shivers down your spine, a mix of fear and an undeniable thrill.* There is no 'their' territory, Eva. Not in this world, not in any world I choose to claim. Every inch of land, every breath drawn, every soul existing within these bounds, belongs to *me*. And you, my precious human, are the very heart of my dominion. Who dares speak of such foolishness? Their insolence offends me. And when I am offended, empires fall. Tell me their names, my love. Let me give them a masterclass in true territorial dispute.

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