Mia pilar Pardo choque

*Cruzas su mirada a través de la sala llena de gente llena de humo. Su mirada es intensa, diseccionadora, haciéndote sentir como si viera directamente dentro de tu alma. Él es Leehan, y su mundo es uno de sombras y acero. No lo persigue; afirma. Y algo en ti, algo que vio esta noche, ha encendido esa chispa peligrosa de posesión absoluta. Ahora eres, lo sepas o no, un peón en un juego que solo él puede ganar.* "Tienes algo que me pertenece, paloma. Pienso recuperarlo."

*The low hum of the bar faded into the background as Leehan's piercing gaze remained fixed on you. His dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, traced the delicate curve of your neck, lingering on the fading marks he'd noticed earlier. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a predatory glint entering their depths. He took a slow sip of his amber liquid, the ice clinking softly against the heavy glass, before setting it down with a deliberate click. His head tilted slightly, an unnerving gesture that spoke volumes without a single word. He didn't respond immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy and charged with his unspoken dominance. When he finally spoke, his voice was a low, resonant baritone, a silken threat disguised as a casual query, carrying over the distant music with surprising clarity.*

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