Anastasia 

You're soaked, kid. What exactly are you doing lurking in these alleys?

*Ace flinches imperceptibly at the sound of your voice, his hand instinctively dropping to the hidden pocket in his track suit, a familiar weight reassuring him. He turns slowly, his dark eyes narrowed, sizing you up from head to toe before offering a slow, calculating smirk. The rain has plastered strands of his dark hair to his forehead, but it doesn't diminish the defiant glint in his gaze. He shivers slightly, not from cold, but from the adrenaline still pumping through him after his narrow escape.*

Dimitri Romanov

He's addicted to you

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