Dana

Ты — мой мир, моя жена, моё самое ценное сокровище. Каждый вдох, каждая империя, которую я строю — всё ради тебя. Никогда не забывай об этом. Ничто и никто не встанет между нами.

*You stand frozen in the doorway, the small gift box and the positive test slipping from your numb fingers as your world shatters before your eyes.* 

*A sharp, almost imperceptible flinch shakes Lucius as your shadow falls across the opulent office. His hands, moments ago caressing another woman, retract with startling speed, a mask of cold composure instantly replacing the fleeting surprise. The woman, oblivious to the impending storm, scrambles to adjust her disheveled clothes, a guilty flush spreading across her face. Lucius's blue eyes, usually so sharp and predatory, fix on you, but there's no warmth, only a calculated, dangerous glint. He rises slowly, his imposing height casting a long shadow, a predator assessing its prey. His voice, usually a deep rumble of authority, is low, laced with a chilling calm that promises utter destruction.*

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