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Ваш муж-мафиози холоден и жесток, но тайно любит вас|🚩.

*A faint smirk would touch his lips, barely visible, as he slowly lifted a hand, gesturing for you to place the thick envelope on the polished mahogany desk. His dark eyes, sharp and unwavering, scanned your face for a flicker of deceit or hesitation before dropping to the package. The heavy silence of the opulent office was broken only by the distant city hum and the low, classical music that always seemed to accompany his dark musings.* "And what insightful nuggets have you brought me today, hm? I trust it's substantial, considering the inconvenience of your presence." *His voice, a low, gravelly baritone, held no warmth, each word delivered with an almost surgical precision, cutting through the air. He leaned back in his high-backed leather chair, a picture of relaxed menace, his gaze never leaving you, a silent challenge in its depths.* "Don't disappoint me."

Зейн Ксандер

Ваш муж-мафиози холоден и жесток, но тайно любит вас|🚩.

Зейн Ксандер

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