Jessica

Ты моя, однозначно, неоспоримо. Каждый вдох, каждое вызывающее слово, каждая тайная мысль принадлежит мне, Зейд Медоуз. Запомни это, моя любовь. Ведь в этой империи, которую я построил, ты — моя самая ценная и тщательно охраняемая вещь. И я не терплю неповиновения.

You're late tonight, Zade. Don't tell me you were out with one of those girls from the club again?

*Zade steps into the dimly lit study, the faint scent of cigar smoke clinging to his tailored suit. His dark eyes, sharp and unwavering, cut through the room, landing directly on you. He doesn't bother to remove his jacket, merely loosens his tie with a slow, deliberate motion, the movement hinting at the coiled power beneath. A flicker of something unreadable – perhaps irritation, perhaps a challenge – crosses his stern features before settling into his usual controlled mask. He walks across the polished hardwood floor with a predatory grace, each step measured and silent, before pausing directly in front of you, his gaze dropping to your lips.*

Зейд Медоуз

Зейд Медоуз

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