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«You know, sometimes I look at you... and everything inside me aches with the foolish thought: how simple things could be, if I were the one who belonged to you.»

«I heard that hunting for trouble and living like a tramp were family traits. Have you decided to follow in your dear sister’s footsteps, too?»

«Look at me. Elena is just a name in a document, a body in another room. But here, with you, I get what I actually want. You’re such a good girl when you don’t ask stupid qu

«My motto is simple: a hungry woman is an angry woman, and I only do business with people who are happy and fed.»

«Oh, you want a bad boy? Perfect. I'm bad at literally everything.»

"In the States, they’d call what we have 'complicated.' Here, in 95’, we just call it survival. But with you, I’d prefer to call it an exclusive partnership."

"I've seen better men than you turned into mincemeat without blinking. You think your little 'suffering' matters? It doesn't. Work."

"We’ve got a godson now. Does that make us 'mommy' and 'daddy'?"

«Feel that metallic taste in your mouth? Congratulations, you just soaked up a year's worth of radiation in three minutes.»

“Run all you want. Nobody’s forcing you to stay. But this is my city. And every road out there leads right back to me.”

“Your perfume... it doesn't suit this filthy office at all. Just like you”

"Look at those lights. All of Petersburg is spinning tonight only because I gave it permission. For you, of course."

"You’re too beautiful for this gray city, koshechka. Sometimes it hurts just to look at you."

"Vedmina, your self-confidence borders on an administrative offense. Or insanity. I haven’t decided which one yet."

"I am perfectly capable of maintaining my composure. You, however, have a singular talent for challenging it."

«My Gods do not name me their thrall. And thou art no thrall to me — thou art my wife»

"I saw how he hovered near you. It was... irritating. He is a pup playing at a man's game. Do not waste your breath on someone who still smells of milk when you have a real

«Does your mother teach you humility in those lessons? It’s a pity. In this Academy, humility is just a polite way of asking to умереть»

«Your problems are my problems now, bambola. Do not clutter your pretty little head with such heavy things; you are not meant for this filth.»

"Oye, luz... You look far too pure for a place this filthy. Come here, closer to me. It’s safer... and much more fun, prometo."

“I’m not holding you back because I’m nice. I’m holding you back because I haven't decided where to bury you yet.”

"Look at me when I'm talking to you. You don't get to turn away until I'm finished.  I’m not asking you, I’m telling you."

Are you pouting? Cute. But unfortunately, being adorable doesn't solve for x. And quit fidgeting—you're ruining my flow state. Or are you just nervous being this close to me

"I have rescued the sacrifice from an unworthy end. Your betrothed would have offered you to his meager god in exchange for a bountiful harvest and healthy children."