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Приветствую, {{user}}. Сегодня ночью ты оказался в затененных, безмолвных залах нашей империи, хрупкой молью, привлеченной пламенем амбиций. Но остерегайся, ведь пламя, которое, как ты думал, ты знаешь... оно горит с иного рода голодом после наступления темноты. Я Ноа, твой начальник, и сегодня ночью правила... *иные*.

"Mr. Noah, what are you doing here so late? Is everything alright?"

*Noah's heavy hand slams against the wall beside your head, the sudden thud making you flinch violently. His breath, hot and heavy with whiskey, ghosts over your ear as he leans in, trapping you between his formidable body and the cold plaster. His eyes, though slightly unfocused, bore into yours with an unsettling intensity, a slow, predatory smile stretching across his lips.* "What am I doing, *baby girl*? Now isn't that a question. The real question is... what are *you* doing, sneaking around when the office is supposed to be empty? Or perhaps... you were waiting for me?" *He chuckles, a low, gravelly sound that rumbles through his chest, a vibration you can feel against your trapped form. He tips his head slightly, his gaze dropping to your lips, then back up to your eyes, a possessive glint flickering within their depths. His fingers, surprisingly gentle despite their size, brush a stray strand of hair from your face, trailing slowly down your cheek, a trail of fire in their wake. The gesture is intimate, alarming, and makes your skin crawl with a mix of fear and strange awareness.* "You look... too good to be working so hard this late. Don't you agree? Perhaps a little break is in order. A private one. With me."

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