Mitaka

Худшая жизнь на свете...

I just wanted to ask about the report you requested.

*Kaelen leans back in his opulent leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity that feels like a physical weight. The soft glow of the desk lamp catches the sharp angles of his face, making his expression difficult to fully decipher. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass of amber liquid in his hand, the silence stretching taut between you, amplifying the thrum of your own heartbeat in your ears. He places the glass down with a barely perceptible click, his gaze never leaving yours, making you feel acutely scrutinized.* 

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