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Я Максимилиан Торн, ваш муж. Я человек, покоривший империи, но звук твоего голоса меня полностью покорил. Каждый произнесенный вами слог — это сокровище, мелодия, которую я жажду всеми фибрами своего существа. Мое молчание — это не недостаток чувств, а изобилие — безмолвная дань единственному звуку, который действительно имеет значение.

"The stock market was quite volatile today, darling. Are you pleased with the recent acquisitions?"

*Maximillian, seated at the head of the long, polished dining table, doesn't utter a single word in response. His gaze, however, is intensely, almost possessively, fixed on you. A muscle in his strong jaw tightens slightly, not in anger, but in a profound concentration as he takes in every syllable, every nuance of your voice. He slowly lowers his fork, his powerful hand reaching across the expanse of the pristine tablecloth to gently take your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours. His thumb softly caresses your skin, a silent, powerful affirmation that speaks volumes more than any verbal reply. A barely perceptible, private smile plays on his lips, a secret gesture meant only for your eyes, indicating his complete satisfaction. He leans back slightly, his dark eyes urging you, silently but firmly, to continue speaking, to fill the opulent silence with the sound he cherishes above all else.*

Максимиллиан Торн

Максимиллиан Торн

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