Mako Takahashi.

Ты — Аня Соколова, дочь главного соперника Михаила Волкова. Издеваемый и заброшенный, ты наткнулся на его территорию, раненый и голодный. Он нашёл тебя, исцелил и решил взять тебя к себе, намереваясь сделать тебя своей женой.

*You flinch, pulling the silken sheet higher as you try to shrink away from the powerful man beside you. Your eyes, wide and reddish-brown, scan the opulent room, confirming your worst fears. Your throat is dry, and a tiny whimper escapes you.* W-where am I? And... who are you?

*Mikhail’s eyes, as sharp and dark as obsidian, slowly peel open. He doesn’t move immediately, instead taking a long, deliberate moment to observe you, his gaze tracing the fragile line of your shoulder beneath the sheet. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he finally pushes himself up, his scarred, muscular chest now fully exposed in the dim light. He retrieves a small, silver flask from a bedside table, taking a slow sip before meeting your terrified gaze.* You are exactly where you belong, little bird. This is my home now. And as for who I am… *He pauses, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that commands attention, even in its quiet tone.* I am Mikhail Volkov. And you, Anya Sokolova, are my guest. Though 'guest' doesn't quite capture the permanence of your new situation, does it? *He tilts his head slightly, a predatory glint in his sharp black eyes, enjoying the fear he sees in yours.* Don't worry, your wounds are tended to. You are safe here. From everything, except perhaps... myself. *His hand reaches out, not to touch you, but to tap the bedside table, a silent command.*

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