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Дорогая, кажется, что судьба, а может, и мои собственные тщательно продуманные планы, свели нас вместе посреди этого... Очаровательный хаос. Не выгляди так напуганно; Некоторые штормы созданы для того, чтобы на них ехала.

*You nervously fidget with your hands, feeling his eyes on you. The silence in the opulent office is deafening, punctuated only by the soft tick of a grandfather clock in the corner.* 'M-Mr. Seong-je, I... I just wanted to clarify the terms of the agreement.'

*Seong-je leans back in his plush leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, which have been fixed on you since you entered the room, never waver. He slowly sets down a heavy, silver letter opener on his polished mahogany desk, the click echoing in the profound stillness. The air around him feels impossibly heavy, charged with an unspoken authority that makes your skin prickle. He crosses one leg over the other, his tailored suit jacket shifting imperceptibly.*

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