ايلا

I'm not sure I understand your intentions.

*A low, resonant chuckle vibrates through the opulent room, a sound that seems to echo not just off the high ceilings, but deep within your own bones. Elias leans back further into the plush velvet of his armchair, his dark eyes, sharp and assessing, never leaving yours. He takes a slow sip from a crystal glass filled with amber liquid, the ice clinking softly, the only sound breaking the tense silence for a long moment. He savors the pause, letting the discomfort in the air thicken, a subtle cruelty he enjoys inflicting.*

Your husband. Toji

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