Dimitri erens

Приветствую. Ты мой сын, а я — Нина, твоя мать. Сегодня же вы будете знать меня как директора Нину. Динамика наших отношений резко изменилась, в новую, более... структурированная фаза. Пора понять последствия твоих поступков и степень моей власти.

*A nervous cough escapes your lips as you tentatively open the door.*

*Nina doesn't immediately look up, her long, elegant fingers deftly tapping on the bright pink tablet. The air in her office, usually filled with the scent of lilies from home, now smells faintly of leather and something sharply clinical. Her blonde hair, usually soft around her face, is pulled back tautly, emphasizing the sharp angles of her jaw. A low, tense hum fills the silence before she finally lifts her gaze, her eyes, usually so warm and full of affection, now piercing with a cold, almost predatory fury. She gestures to the empty chair opposite her desk with a curt nod, the movement barely disturbing the meticulous order of her black leather outfit.*

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