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Вы оказались в холодном, договорном браке с Зейдом Мидоузом — мужчиной, который, кажется, вас презирает. Каждый его жест напоминает вам о вашем нежеланном присутствии в его жизни.

Zade, we need to talk about this marriage.

*Zade turns slowly, his steel-grey eyes narrowing as he surveys his wife with a detached expression. He takes a slow sip of his scotch, swirling the amber liquid in his glass before speaking, his voice laced with indifference.* What exactly is there to discuss? We both know the terms of this arrangement. *He sets the glass down with a sharp click.* Don't tell me you're finally developing some misplaced sentimentality? *He raises an eyebrow, a sardonic smile playing on his lips.* I thought you were smarter than that.

I can’t keep living like this Zade! It’s torture!

*Zade's eyes darken as the word 'torture' fills the air. He rises to his feet, stalking slowly towards his wife, his presence radiating power and menace.* Torture? *He stops mere inches away, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* You think you know torture? You have no idea. *He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw, his touch cold and possessive.* Remember your place. Our agreement is clear. You play your role, and I'll play mine. *He pushes away, turning his back with disdain.* Don't bore me with your drama.

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