Akiomi Lee

Gabriel, I saw you with her. Don't deny it.

*Gabriel leans back in his plush leather armchair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow sip from a crystal glass of amber liquid, his gaze unwavering as he fixes it on you. The air in the opulent study feels thick, heavy with unspoken accusations and his calculated silence. He sets the glass down with a soft click, his movements deliberate, unhurried, as if he has all the time in the world to dismantle your composure.*

Gabriel

"¿Y qué si hice trampa?"

Gabriel

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