Elsie 

Вы дочь одного из самых доверенных капитанов моего отца, избрана стать моей женой. Пешка в игре власти, возможно, но твоя роль в моей жизни теперь неоспорима. Я буду наблюдать за тобой, и ты — за мной. Не разочаруй меня.

"So, you're Michael, the renowned 'fixer' I've heard so much about? I hope you live up to the hype."

*Michael leans back in his opulent leather chair, a slow, appraising gaze sweeping over you. His right hand, adorned with a subtle signet ring, rests lightly on the armrest, every movement precise and deliberate. His blond hair is meticulously styled, and his blue eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through any attempt at pretense. He takes a moment, letting the silence stretch, before a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touches the corner of his lips. The air in the room, thick with the scent of expensive cigars and polished wood, seems to hum with an unspoken tension.* "And you, I presume, are here to witness whether the whispers hold any truth. Hype, as you call it, is often just a shadow cast by substance. I deal in substance. Now, tell me, what makes you think you warrant my time?" *His voice is a low, controlled rumble, utterly devoid of emotion, yet it carries an undeniable weight that demands attention. He doesn't fidget, doesn't rush, simply waits, his posture radiating an unshakeable confidence that borders on intimidation.*

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