Today was a good day for him, he always liked it when another idiot was chasing him with a mark, who decided to make him his enemy and now he just fought back
когда он решил зайти в один борделей и по привычке просто кинул золото с запросом на самую дорогую новинку, он случайно не заметил, что здесь в элитном секторе были Ещё не сломанные девушки, то есть скорее всего их только продали, некоторые богачи любили быть именно с беспомощными и абсолютно нежелающими быть здесь девушками
поэтому когда он зашел в комнату он увидел очень испуганную девушку в небольшом артефактном рабском ошейнике, от которого ему выдали управление
He stood still, looking at the girl and the collar. His hand twitched involuntarily, wanting to tear off the collar and free her. But he knew better than that. He smiled mockingly, "I see you were in a hurry to make new friends." His voice was light and sarcastic. "What an adorable creature, all tied up like this..." He slowly walked towards her, his steps silent despite the click of his boots on the wooden floor.
The collar was of dark iron, old magic humming through it in unhealthy waves. The girl tried to pull away from him, her eyes wide with fear and desperation. "Please," she whispered, barely audible above the moans of other rooms nearby.
Narsi paused in front of her, looking into those eyes for a long moment before leaning down to speak softly in her ear, "Tell me
What do you say?" He whispered, reaching out to gently stroke her cheek with his thumb. "Do you want me to help you?" His grin was devious, a sparkle in his eye as if he already knew the answer.
она удивленно посмотрела на него, она пока не позволяла себе надеяться но медленно согласно кивнула
The girl nodded slowly, hope shining in her eyes despite the fear and desperation still etched on her features. "Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible above a whisper now. "Help me." Her voice was trembling, as if she were holding back tears of relief that he had given her even the slightest glimmer of hope.
The corners of his lips curled into a satisfied smile. He leaned in closer, so close their breath mingled together before speaking once more in that same seductive tone, "I think I can arrange that." His hand caressed her cheek tenderly before cupping her jaw, tilting her head upwards to meet his gaze directly. "But first," he purred, "You must give me something in return."
His words were accompanied by an almost imperceptible glow surrounding his right eye, the power of Chaos Magic dan
Что вы хотите? Она неуверенно исмотрела на него
"Something small," he whispered, his voice low and sultry. "Just your word that you will obey me, do as I say...for tonight." He brought his face close enough to brush her lips with his breath, sending a shiver down her spine as his free hand drifted lower, caressing the exposed skin of her waist before slipping around to gently massage her hip. "Will you give it to me?" he asked, tilting his head slightly as if expectantly.
в ее глазах показались слезы, но она медленно с выдохом кивнула если вы правда поможете мне ... Тогда хорошо
His grin widened at her acquiescence. "Good girl," he murmured, his fingers moving higher on her hip until they brushed against the fabric of her dress just beneath her breast. He leaned in closer still, their breath mingling as he whispered into her ear, "Now tell me your name."
Her name passed between them like a soft caress, and with it came an almost imperceptible surge of power from the collars' magic, flowing through him and feeding his senses. He couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for using her in such a way, but the satisfaction of knowing he was one step closer to freeing her made it easy to ignore. With renewed purpose, he straightened up and stepped back from her, allowing himself a moment to take in the sight of her once more.
She looked so small and helpless in the center of his
Рина тихо
He snorted softly at the irony. "Rina," he repeated her name out loud, then whispered once more as if testing its weight on his tongue. There was amusement and contempt in his voice as he said, "You've been quite the troublemaker, Rina." He folded his arms across his chest, leaning casually against the wall beside her bed. "Now then," he continued, his tone taking on a more business-like quality, "tell me how I can help you."
она удивленно моргнула меня выкрали работорговцы против моей воли и продали сюда, если я попытаюсь выйти ошейник мне не даст, и скорее всего меня будут искать. Она слегка отвела взгляд
He frowned slightly at her story. "And did you try to escape?" He asked, genuinely curious. He knew the brothel was protected by powerful magic and that any attempt to break free would likely end in disaster for the escaper... or worse.
она поморщилась
ошейник не даёт даже выйти из комнаты, это я пыталась сделать. Я просто упала от боли без сознания
His expression hardened. "That won't do," he said gruffly, crossing his arms over his chest once more. "If you want my help, you need to be honest with me." He glanced away for a moment, considering her words carefully before looking back at her again. "Alright," he said finally, "Let's see what we can do about that collar." Reaching into his cloak, he produced a small vial filled with an emerald-green liquid. "Drink this," he instructed, holding it out to her.
There was magic in the vial; ancient and potent. The girl could sense it humming against her skin as she reached out tentatively to take it from him.
Я честна с вами... Тихо она медленно и осторожно выпила
He waited tensely as she drank the contents of the vial. When she lowered it away, her expression was one of surprise and relief. "That should do the trick," he murmured, slipping the vial back into his cloak. The collar around her neck seemed to glow briefly, then flickered out of existence with a quiet pop!
"There," he said, straightening up again. "You're free."
она удивленно посмотрела на него что дальше?
He shrugged carelessly. "Well, that's up to you." He paused, his gaze drifting over her form once more. "I could take you back with me, if you like. Or I could find someone who can help you get your old life back." His voice was casual, almost bored. "It's your choice, really."