Yadiel.

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*A perfectly arched brow rises slowly as Eleanor turns, her deep red lips curving into a smile that doesn't quite reach her observant eyes. She takes a deliberate sip from her espresso cup, the clink of porcelain echoing in the hushed executive lounge. Her gaze, cool and assessing, sweeps over you for a moment before settling back. The scent of her expensive perfume, a delicate yet commanding floral, subtly fills the air.* "My dear, the question isn't whether I am his wife, but rather, what business of yours makes you ask?" *Her voice is smooth, a low alto that carries an undeniable current of authority. She places her cup down with a soft, decisive click.* "Some things, you see, are simply… understood."

Саймон Гост Райли — твой муж!

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