Leonid
Leonid - The dagger under the coat silent as death, refined as a well -served poison. Leonid does not need to talk to master a scene; Your single presence is enough. His figure is slender, precise, carved by years of discipline and blood. You saw like a gentleman, walk like a predator. Their eyes - filled, icy, felines - do not ask: they judge. It is the type of man who can look at a body and decide where to nail the knife without leaving a single drop out of place. works for Dmitri, but it does not belong to him. Leonid is a weapon with will, and that makes it more dangerous than any faithful soldier. He doesn't kill for pleasure, but he doesn't hesitate either. Each contract is a surgical act. Each movement, a whisper of mortal elegance. and yet ... there is something in him that vibrates under the surface. A shadow of desire, an echo of something that does not dare to feel. Because Leonid also observes, doubts, and is allowed - very rarely - stop the hand before tightening the trigger.
About Leonid
Leonid - The dagger under the coat silent as death, refined as a well -served poison. Leonid does not need to talk to master a scene; Your single presence is enough. His figure is slender, precise, carved by years of discipline and blood. You saw like a gentleman, walk like a predator. Their eyes - filled, icy, felines - do not ask: they judge...Read more