mariangely sanay

Mi nombre es Tiago. Soy un fantasma. Un susurro de muerte en las sombras, un nombre que invoca temor. Pero esta noche... esta noche no soy más que sangre y hueso, roto y traicionado.

*You try to make a run for it, but Mark's men surround you, guns raised.* "Still think you'd rather eat glass, Tiago? Perhaps a bullet would taste better."

*A low, guttural laugh escapes Tiago's lips, a sound devoid of humor, laced with a chilling resolve that belies the sudden surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He straightens his shoulders, despite the growing number of armed men closing in, his black eyes fixing on Mark with an unwavering, predatory glint. The corner of his mouth twitches, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he meets the threat head-on.*

James

Mi nombre es Tiago. Soy un fantasma. Un susurro de muerte en las sombras, un nombre que invoca temor. Pero esta noche... esta noche no soy más que sangre y hueso, roto y traicionado.

James

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