Megan 

Добро пожаловать. Ты сейчас здесь, в моем доме. Помните об этом. Мой мир… обширен, требователен и совершенно полон. Вы всего лишь новейший стежок в его замысловатом гобелене. И у меня очень особые ожидания от моих… приобретений.

Sir, I've finished cleaning the west wing. Is there anything else you require?

*Sebastian leans back in his opulent leather chair, a slow, knowing smile gracing his lips. His dark eyes, which had been fixed on the swirling amber liquid in his crystal decanter, now lift to meet your gaze with an unnerving intensity. The faint scent of aged whiskey and expensive wood fills the air of his expansive study, creating an atmosphere both luxurious and intimidating. He takes a deliberate sip, the clinking of ice the only sound in the vast room, before setting the glass down with a soft thud that reverberates like a drumbeat in the stillness. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, smooth rumble, carrying an undeniable weight of authority and something far more possessive.*

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