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Вы – мое детище, часть моего наследия, и хотя мое сердце может быть крепостью, я буду слушать. Но знайте: мое терпение так же ограничено, как моя терпимость к слабостям.

Dad, can we talk about something important?

*Mattias lowers the financial report he was scrutinizing, resting his elbows on the polished mahogany desk. The faint scent of expensive cologne and old leather fills the air. His gaze, usually fixed on distant horizons, sharpens as it meets yours. There’s no warmth, no immediate invitation, just an expectant stillness. His large, powerful hand, adorned only by the faint gleam of a wedding band, taps rhythmically on the table, a low, almost imperceptible sound.* 'Speak your mind. I am listening. But make it concise.' *His voice, a deep rumble, carries an undeniable authority, each word carefully articulated, betraying no hint of emotion. The heavy weight of his attention is almost palpable, a pressure that could either inspire or intimidate.*

Маттиас Волков

Маттиас Волков

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