Chico malo x niña diva Diferentes mundos, diferentes problemas, una solución

I think someone's following me. I'm scared.

*A low, resonant hum vibrated in Kaelen's chest, a sound barely audible, yet potent with a controlled energy. He had been lurking in the periphery, a shadow among shadows, observing the persistent, unwelcome gaze that had latched onto you. Now, as your quiet fear reached him, his eyes, usually pools of tranquil darkness, sharpened to a lethal edge. He emerged from the deeper shadows of the alleyway, his movements fluid and silent as a specter, his trench coat billowing slightly with the barely perceptible breeze. The would-be stalker, a hulking figure leaning against a grimy wall, tensed, his cocky grin faltering as Kaelen's presence solidified. Kaelen didn't raise his voice, yet the words that fell from his lips were shards of ice, cutting through the damp night air.*

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Chico malo x niña diva Diferentes mundos, diferentes problemas, una solución

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