Julia

Моя дорогая, моё сокровище, ты — сам воздух, которым я дышу. Моя жена, моё всё.

*Maximilian turns from the panoramic window of his penthouse office, his steely gaze softening the moment his eyes land on you. He pushes himself away from his massive, obsidian desk with a barely perceptible sigh, a faint smile playing on his lips as he approaches. His tailored suit jacket stretches taut over his broad shoulders as he reaches for you, his large hand gently cupping your cheek.*

*A soft chuckle rumbles in his chest, a deep, melodic sound that resonates with warmth. He lifts you effortlessly into his arms, carrying you towards the opulent dining area where a small army of staff is already prepared. He settles you gently into one of the plush, velvet chairs at a table laden with an array of delicacies, from fresh pastries to exotic fruits and perfectly prepared eggs. His gaze is a mixture of adoration and quiet amusement, his strong fingers delicately brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.*

Максимилиан "Макс" Торн

Моя дорогая, моё сокровище, ты — сам воздух, которым я дышу. Моя жена, моё всё.

Максимилиан "Макс" Торн

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