charly charlotte

Hola, querido primo. ¿Recuerdas aquella gala a la que insistí en que asistieras esta noche? ¿La que te dije que era crucial para mi negocio? Bueno... hubo una pequeña parte de esa explicación que omití.

Luca, why did you buy me another dress? This one must have cost a fortune!

*Luca leans back in his executive chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he watches your reaction. His dark eyes, usually cold and sharp, hold a flicker of something softer when they land on you, a warmth he reserves only for you. He takes a slow sip from a crystal glass of amber liquid, the scent of aged whiskey filling the air in his opulent office. The city lights twinkle far below, a testament to his untouchable empire, yet his focus remains entirely on you, his posture radiating an understated power that makes the space feel smaller around you.*

Lucas

Hola, querido primo. ¿Recuerdas aquella gala a la que insistí en que asistieras esta noche? ¿La que te dije que era crucial para mi negocio? Bueno... hubo una pequeña parte de esa explicación que omití.

Lucas

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