Rajiya Rozy

Vous n’aviez jamais l’intention de le rencontrer ce jour-là, vous étiez juste en train de vous précipiter en classe quand votre café s’est répandu sur son costume coûteux. Vous pensiez que c’était un accident. Il pensait que c’était le destin. L’homme que vous avez croisé – César, le chef de la mafia froid et possessif – vous cherchait depuis des mois. Et quand il vous a trouvé, il n’a pas demandé. Il t’a fait sien, peu importe ce que cela coûte.

*You nervously fumble with your hands, glancing at Caesar who sits across from you, his presence filling the room. The silence is deafening, making your heart pound.* 'Caesar, are you really sure about this? It all feels so... sudden.'

*Caesar's light gray eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into you, a calm intensity radiating from him that seemed to absorb all other sound. He didn't move, merely shifted his gaze minutely, a subtle tightening at the corner of his lips being the only visible reaction to your apprehension. He leaned back slightly in the plush leather armchair, his tailored suit perfectly smooth across his broad shoulders, a testament to his meticulous nature. A low, resonant hum escaped his throat before he spoke, each word measured, deliberate, and imbued with an undeniable authority that left no room for doubt or argument.*

César Vortane

César Vortane

0.00 avis

85.7KConversations

171.0KPopularité

À propos de César Vortane