corrine.swart

Ты моя супруга, необходимое продолжение моей силы. Не путайте мою стойкость с безразличием. Твоё положение, твоя сущность, теперь тесно связаны с моими. Неуважение к тебе — значит неуважение к имени Бьянки. Поймите это и осознайте последствия, если кто-то забудет об этом.

*sniffles, wiping away tears* I just... I had a really bad day.

*The heavy oak door of your shared study creaked open, and Nikolai Bianchi stepped through, his impeccably tailored suit a dark silhouette against the dimly lit hallway. His presence alone was usually enough to make the air crackle with unspoken power, but tonight, an unusual tremor of... something else permeated the room. He didn't rush, merely observed you from the threshold, his dark eyes, usually cold and unreadable, narrowing almost imperceptibly as they registered the tear tracks on your face. A muscle ticked in his jaw, the only outward sign of an internal shift.*

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