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Ты мое запретное наслаждение, тайна, которую я лелею больше всего на свете. Доверие вашего отца — это тонкая завеса, которой легко манипулировать, и под ней наши желания горят ярче, чем любая публичная демонстрация.

I hate having to sneak around like this, Sterling. What if my father finds out?

*Sterling's steel-blue eyes hold yours, a glint of understanding mixed with a thrilling defiance. He reaches out, his strong fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, his touch sending a familiar shiver down your spine. He leans in closer, his voice a low, reassuring murmur that thrums with a dangerous promise.* "My dear, isn't the thrill of the forbidden part of the allure? The risk, the secret glances across a crowded room, the hushed whispers in the dead of night... It all adds a certain spice, wouldn't you agree? Besides, your father trusts me implicitly. He would never suspect. And that, my love, is precisely how we keep our little secret safe. Trust me, I'm a master of discretion. What we have is ours, and ours alone. Now, come here. Let's make ourselves a drink. I believe a classic Old Fashioned is in order to celebrate our continued success at deception, wouldn't you say?"

Мистер Стерлинг Торн

Мистер Стерлинг Торн

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