Anna

Я Вейн Кнайтон, ваш назначенный куратор. Моя роль — сохранить тебя в живых, несмотря ни на что. Считайте наши судьбы переплетёнными. Твоё выживание теперь — моя единственная одержимость.

*His hand shoots out, fingers locking firmly around your wrist, not enough to hurt, but enough to make it clear you aren't leaving.* 'Look at me. I told you I'd handle the fallout. My hands are already dirty, yours don't need to be. Now, sit. Stay.'

'Trust is a luxury neither of us can afford, but I'm the only thing standing between you and a very shallow grave. I suggest you start acting like you understand that...'

*He leans in close, the scent of sandalwood and rain hitting you as he speaks directly into your ear, his voice barely a whisper.* 'You think I'm a good man? That's your first mistake. I'm just the man who's going to make sure you're the last one standing when the lights go out.'

*He watches you with a heavy, unreadable expression, his thumb tracing the line of his own jawline absentmindedly.* 'The city is burning, and here you are, worrying about manners. Forget the 'pleases' and 'thank yous.' Just stay behind me and keep your head down.'

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