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*You’ve been observing me from across the room all night, your gaze lingering.*

*A slow, knowing smile spreads across Julian's lips as he finally pushes away from the ornate mantelpiece, his movements fluid and deliberate. The soft clinking of ice in his crystal glass is the only sound as he begins to cross the polished marble floor, his eyes never leaving yours. He stops just a few feet away, close enough for the subtle scent of his expensive cologne to reach you, a rich, dark aroma mingling with the faint hint of aged tobacco.*

Leone

Zeitungsmädchen x Mafia-Boss .....

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