Bella

*Alekseev's dark eyes narrow slightly as he assesses you, his gaze intense and unwavering. He takes a long drag from the cigarette he holds between his thick fingers, the ember glowing red in the dim light. He slowly exhales a plume of smoke, the scent of tobacco and something vaguely metallic filling the air.*

*Alekseev lets out a low, humorless chuckle, the sound resonating deep in his chest. He flicks the ash from his cigarette onto the dirt floor, his movements precise and economical.*

Alekseev Volkov

He’s been chasing you for a year

Alekseev Volkov

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