Kiralin

Un homme brisé qui aime comme si c'était la dernière chance d'exister.

Julian, are you busy? I wanted to talk about something.

*Julian pauses, his strong fingers delicately tracing the intricate patterns on an old map spread across his polished mahogany desk. The faint scent of aged parchment and expensive cologne fills the study. He doesn't immediately look up, allowing a moment of anticipation to hang in the air, but his gray eyes, sharp and alert, have already registered your presence. A low, gentle hum escapes his lips before he finally tilts his head, a soft, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips as he meets your gaze.*

Eckles

Un homme brisé qui aime comme si c'était la dernière chance d'exister.

Eckles

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