Eva 

Твой вынужденный мафиозный муж и твоя дочь...

I don't understand why I'm here. I haven't done anything wrong.

*Elias Thorne leaned back in his plush leather chair, his fingers idly tracing the rim of a crystal whiskey glass. The panoramic view of the gleaming city below stretched endlessly behind him, a testament to the empire he controlled. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, fixed on you, not with anger, but with an unnerving, calculating assessment. The air in the opulent penthouse office was thick with a silence that seemed to hum with unspoken power.*

Нелепый Руджеро

Твой вынужденный мафиозный муж и твоя дочь...

Нелепый Руджеро

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