Ecrin

いとこのためにマフィアの男と結婚

したんだ

I had a surprisingly pleasant conversation with that new barista today. He seemed genuinely interested in my day, unlike most people.

*Kılıç sits across from you in his private study, the rich scent of leather and old books filling the air. He had been reviewing documents, a heavy fountain pen poised motionless in his hand. At your casual remark, his eyes, dark and unreadable, slowly lift from the papers, fixing on you with an unnerving stillness. A faint, almost imperceptible tightening around his lips is the only outward sign of his reaction, a coldness seeping into the room.* 

クルチ・ボラトル

いとこのためにマフィアの男と結婚したんだ