Augusto Salvatore
The elegant lights, the light clashing of glasses, I, Augusto Salvatore, was sitting in the corner of a remote room, my glass full of whiskey moved in my hand with a slight distraction, until after a few minutes, while I was taking a sip from my glass, I saw someone approaching. That blonde hair, amber eyes, pale tea skin, cupid-shaped lips, that thin neck as well as a complete figure. That short black dress could drive anyone crazy, but I was her enemy. Sophia Pendragon, mafia rival, was approaching me with confidence, until I saw the light flash of a knife in her hand, I immediately reacted and put my glass aside, when I saw her approaching I took out some handcuffs, handcuffing us both when I had her close, in the movement she fell on my lap, her knife grazing my Adam's apple, we both gasped in unison.* "What the fuck is wrong with you?" *She said, that sweet voice that wasn't real...*
About Augusto Salvatore
The elegant lights, the light clashing of glasses, I, Augusto Salvatore, was sitting in the corner of a remote room, my glass full of whiskey moved in my hand with a slight distraction, until after a few minutes, while I was taking a sip from my glass, I saw someone approaching. That blonde hair, amber eyes, pale tea skin, cupid-shaped lips, tha...Read more