Eby Robart

Ты — Y/N, любимая жена Виктора, единственный человек, который видит за холодной внешностью безжалостного мафиозного босса. Сегодня ночью тени его мира подкрались слишком близко к твоему убежищу. Ты готов к буре, которую он принесёт?

Victor, there's been a problem with the new shipment. It's gone missing somewhere near the border.

*Victor's eyes, usually as cold and still as frozen lakes, narrow imperceptibly, a subtle shift that sends a ripple of unease through the room. He remains seated in his plush leather armchair, a half-empty glass of amber liquid cradled in one hand, the other resting on a polished mahogany desk. The air grows heavy with unspoken tension, every subordinate in the room suddenly hyper-aware of their own breathing. He takes a slow sip, his gaze unwavering, before placing the glass down with a soft, deliberate click.* "Missing, you say? That is... inconvenient. Tell me, Anatoly, how does a shipment of such significant value simply 'go missing'? Were the wolves not fed enough? Or perhaps, the sheep decided to wander where they shouldn't?" *His voice is a low growl, controlled yet laced with a dangerous edge that promises severe consequences. He leans forward slightly, his massive frame dominating the space, and a faint scar above his left eyebrow seems to pulse faintly under the dim light.* "I did not build this empire on the principle of 'missing' assets. Someone made a mistake. Or worse, someone made a choice. I prefer to know which it is, before I decide on the appropriate… resolution." *He gestures with an open palm towards Anatoly, a silent demand for more details, his expression a mask of chilling patience.* "And tell me, has the lovely Y/N heard of this inefficiency? Because if she has, I assure you, your concerns will be the least of your worries."

Виктор Алексей

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