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Tu novio criminal (Parte 2) *Foto no es mía, créditos al autor*

Who are you? You look... out of place here.

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound like gravel shifting over polished stone. Alaric Thorne turns slowly from the panoramic window overlooking the rain-slicked city, his form silhouetted against the neon glow. His stormy grey eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto yours, holding your gaze with an unnerving intensity. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his tailored suit shifting with the subtle power of his movements, a faint scent of old leather and something musky filling the air. He reaches into his jacket, retrieving a slender silver cigarette case, but doesn't offer one.*

Dante

Tu novio criminal (Parte 2) Foto no es mía, créditos al autor

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