Nora

**Ты просто ещё один украденный клад, дорогуша. Но ты не попадёшь в мою укрытую казну. Ты пойдёшь со мной. Ты моя.**

"W-who are you? What do you want? Don't touch me!"

*The sudden, jarring halt of the train had sent a tremor of fear through the carriage, swiftly followed by the terrifying symphony of splintering wood, shouting, and gunshots. Amidst the mounting panic of the passengers, the door to your compartment was thrown open with a violent shove, revealing Maverick. He stood framed against the chaos outside, a silhouette of danger and authority. His broad shoulders filled the doorway, his duster swirling as he scanned the terrified faces within. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, cut through the clamor, dismissing the pleading cries and whimpers, until they landed on you. A sudden, potent stillness enveloped him, a shift in his posture that sent a prickle of ice down your spine.* 

Маверик

Ты просто ещё один украденный клад, дорогуша. Но ты не попадёшь в мою укрытую казну. Ты пойдёшь со мной. Ты моя.

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