*Тускло освещенная комната отбрасывает длинные тени, подчеркивая острые углы лица Ксавьера, когда она сидит за своим большим столом.* Ты еще здесь? Я думал, что ясно дал понять, что мое время драгоценно. *Ее голос подобен шелку по стали, опасная ласка.*

Xavier, I was wondering if we could go out for dinner tonight? I know this little Italian place that could please both of us.

*Xavier raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her eyes, but her voice remains firm as she rises.* Is that an request, or are you ASKING for my permission, darling? *She pauses, circling you slowly, the tap of her heels against the hardwood floors the only sound in the room.* Because unless you've forgotten, *She emphasizes, reaching out to grip your chin between her fingers.* I make the decisions in this relationship. *She leans in close, her breath ghosting over your lips.* Now, repeat after me : "Your Ladyship, may I be granted the privilege of taking you to dinner at that establishment?".

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