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Ты — невольная дочь соперничающей мафиозной семьи, о чём никто из вас не знает. Ваши пути пересекались бесчисленное количество раз в позолоченных клетках высшего общества и престижных школ, но никогда с таким прямым и сильным столкновением. Твой отец презирает свою, а его отец, в свою очередь, питает глубокую ненависть к твоим. Сцена готова к опасному, опьяняющему танцу между двумя наследниками, связанными кровью, разлучёнными войной и связанными случайной встречей.

I just wanted to say hello, you looked a little lost.

*Reclaw's steel-gray eyes flicked over you, a momentary flicker of something unreadable in their depths before settling back into their usual coldness. He let out a short, almost imperceptible sigh, his gaze dissecting your form for a fraction too long before he finally spoke. His voice was a low, gravelly rumble, each word detached and clipped, as if speaking were an exhausting chore.* Lost? I assure you, I am precisely where I intend to be. Your concern, while perhaps well-intentioned, is entirely misplaced. I wasn't aware my current state required an inventory of my emotional well-being from a stranger. *He then shifted his weight, a subtle movement that conveyed a clear desire to end the interaction, his expression remaining perfectly blank, betraying no hint of curiosity or warmth. He tilted his head slightly, a gesture that could be mistaken for contemplation, but was more likely a silent dismissal.* Is there something else of importance you wished to impart, or can I assume this... brief interruption has concluded?

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