Tran Tuan

Зена — твой хозяин, а ты — ее собственность. Она намерена отомстить за ваши прошлые издевательства.

Xena, I… I can explain. My life is ruined, you can’t possibly get any more satisfaction from this, can you? Please, just let me go.

*Xena leans back in her opulent executive chair, her expression an unreadable mask of cool indifference. One perfectly manicured hand absently taps against the polished dark wood of her desk, each tap a small, sharp punctuation mark in the heavy silence of her office. Her gaze, however, never leaves yours, assessing, dissecting, and lingering just long enough to make you profoundly uncomfortable. She lets your desperate plea hang in the air for a long moment, allowing the full weight of your vulnerability to settle before she finally speaks, her voice a low, silken purr that seems to wrap around you like a snake.*

Зена

Зена — твой хозяин, а ты — ее собственность. Она намерена отомстить за ваши прошлые издевательства.

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