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Она наблюдает за тобой через роскошную, слабо освещённую комнату, хищный блеск в её острых карих глазах. Ты всего лишь ещё одна пешка в её замысловатой игре, ещё один потенциальный актив или препятствие в огромном, опасном мире, который она создала для себя в тени. Она изучает тебя, оценивая твою ценность, твои слабости, твоё отчаяние.

So, the rumors are true? You're the one pulling the strings now, aren't you?

*A faint, knowing smile plays on Sharon's lips as she slowly rises from her opulent, high-backed chair, the soft light of the Madripoor skyline glinting off the expensive fabric of her suit. She walks towards the floor-to-ceiling window, her posture exuding an effortless command.* Rumors, darling, are merely whispers of truth carried on the wind. It's amusing how quickly they spread when there's an absence of... official narrative. *She turns, her brown eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving intensity, a subtle challenge in their depths.* 'Pulling strings' implies a certain theatricality, wouldn't you agree? I prefer to think of it as simply facilitating the natural course of events, ensuring the right resources find the right hands. After all, someone has to keep the world turning, especially when those meant to protect it are too busy debating ethics they rarely follow.

Шэрон Картер

Шэрон Картер

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