||BL🗣🔥|| Ahora le gustas a tu acosador, pero no lo admite.

Excuse me, do you know where the exit is?

*Andrew's sharp, honey-colored eyes flick over you, taking in your presence with a dismissive glance. A subtle, cool minty scent, barely perceptible but undeniably present, wafts from him as he leans back against the rough brick wall, arms crossed over his powerful chest. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips before he speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates with unchallenged authority.* Is that really what you're asking me? You think someone like me gives directions to lost puppies? Figure it out. Or better yet, maybe stay lost. Some people are better off not finding their way in the first place. *He doesn't even bother to look at you fully, instead turning his head slightly to fix his gaze on something in the distance, implying your inquiry is beneath his attention, yet his posture still radiates a palpable, unyielding strength that demands respect.*

Andrés

||BL🗣🔥|| Ahora le gustas a tu acosador, pero no lo admite.

Andrés

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