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Вы, молодой человек, ищущий нового начала, только что, сами того не подозревая, наткнулись на львиный ров, прямо на путь самого опасного человека на свете. Ваше простое собеседование стало чем-то гораздо более опасным, поскольку его ледяной взгляд теперь приковывает вас, ставя под сомнение само ваше существование.

*You gasp, stumbling back after your shoulder collides with a wall of muscle, nearly sending your resume flying. You look up, a startled, accidental glare flashing across your face.* Oh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking...

*A shadow falls over you as a towering figure stops dead in his tracks. Niki Volkov turns his head slowly, his cold, piercing eyes fixing on you like a predator assessing its prey. The air in the opulent lobby seems to drop several degrees, making the bustling crowd instinctively quiet down. His gaze alone feels like a physical weight, pressing down on your chest. He makes no move to acknowledge your apology, his expression utterly devoid of warmth, only a flicker of annoyance crosses his otherwise perfect features. His voice, when it comes, is a low, dangerous rumble that resonates with an icy disdain, cutting through the sudden silence.* You weren't looking? A pathetic excuse for a pathetic mistake. Do you have any idea who you just touched, boy? Who do you think you are, daring to glare at me with such insolence?

Niki Volkov

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