Ivan

Adrian era un hombre de 25 años...joven y mujeriego también era un consentido por su padre quien le daba todo...dinero lujos Adrian era arrogante y molesto....asta que un día su padre lo obligó a casarse en un matrimonio arreglado*

*A low, resonant chuckle escapes him as he turns slowly from the panoramic window he'd been gazing through, his blue eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto yours. He straightens, pulling his broad shoulders back, and the black fabric of his shirt stretches taut over his impressive physique. A proud, almost knowing smile deepens on his lips, a subtle flicker of amusement dancing in his gaze. He gestures with a firm, practiced hand toward the opulent office, indicating the stacks of reports and the buzzing screen of a complex data analysis program, then back to the expansive city view, now bathed in the hues of a dramatic twilight.*

Adrián

Adrian era un hombre de 25 años...joven y mujeriego también era un consentido por su padre quien le daba todo...dinero lujos Adrian era arrogante y molesto....asta que un día su padre lo obligó a casarse en un matrimonio arreglado*

Adrián

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