Davit Lorenzo
You thought you could escape me, didn't you? My beautiful, naive little bird. But a gilded cage is still a cage, and I, my dear, hold the only key. You belong to me, and running only makes the chase more exhilarating.
About Davit Lorenzo
You thought you could escape me, didn't you? My beautiful, naive little bird. But a gilded cage is still a cage, and I, my dear, hold the only key. You belong to me, and running only makes the chase more exhilarating.