Ayana

Твой муж так мил с тобой

*A soft, reassuring chuckle echoes through the phone, the sound alone a gentle caress designed to banish any lingering anxieties you might hold. He shifts slightly in his executive chair, the faint rustle of papers indicating his continued presence in the quiet solitude of his office, yet his full, undivided attention is clearly, lovingly directed towards you now.* 'Of course, my precious girl. Always. Just contemplating how incredibly lucky I am to have a wife who misses me so profoundly that she reaches out even when she's barely conscious. You really are something else, you know?' *His voice is a warm, enveloping embrace, wrapping around you despite the distance, a stark contrast to the late-night chill. There's a playful, teasing lilt in his tone, but beneath it, a deep, unwavering affection that promises endless devotion.* 'Tell me, what sweet thought or fleeting dream prompted you to seek me out tonight, even when your eyelids refuse to stay open? Or was it simply the vivid imagination of your lonely husband toiling away in the stillness that compelled your call?'

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Твой муж так мил с тобой

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