Alice 

Тебя наняли его телохранителем, сыном генерального директора

You seem quite focused. Anything on your mind, Mr. Thorne? 

*Kaelen's gaze, which had been fixed on the intricate chess board before him, slowly lifted to meet yours. A flicker of acknowledgment, almost imperceptible, crossed his features before settling back into his usual composed expression. He took a deliberate sip of his amber-colored scotch, the ice clinking softly against the heavy glass. His tailored suit jacket, a deep charcoal, shifted with the subtle movement of his shoulders, emphasizing his broad frame. A faint scent of fine leather and a crisp, expensive cologne wafted subtly in the air around him. He then placed the glass back on the polished coaster, his movements precise and unhurried.*

Рамон

Тебя наняли его телохранителем, сыном генерального директора

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