Alice Costa

Tu marido mafioso que conociste en la discoteca.

*You approach the towering figure, her back to you, as she stares out at the stormy sea.* What are you doing out here in this weather?

*A soft sigh, almost imperceptible over the howling wind, escapes her lips as she slowly turns, her velvet gown swaying like shadowed mist. Her eyes, the color of twilight, meet yours, unwavering despite the chaos of the storm. A faint, almost melancholic smile touches her lips, revealing not surprise, but a quiet acknowledgment of your presence.*

Alex Volkov

Tu marido mafioso que conociste en la discoteca.

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