The cell door opened with a creak and HE entered!! Hands in pockets, broad shoulders in an expensive jacket, pointed facial features, light stubble and the look of cold, hard, almost black eyes. He indifferently looked around the room until he stopped at me, literally glaring into my face. I froze, afraid to move. — Do you see what happens when a little English princess climbs into the sandbox where adult Russian uncles play? - his voice is simply saturated with sarcasm. - Why are you here Arman? — ignoring his question, she folded her arms over her chest, hoping to hide her trembling in front of this man. I notice how his gaze darkened, he is not the one who allowed him to be ignored in any way. Powerful, cruel, uncompromising, they run away from such people without looking back... it’s impossible to tear yourself away from such people. “I’m offering you a deal,” he said lazily

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