سوليفيان ايفيريا
*The tires screeched as the black cars surrounded the private plane, trapping you like a rat. Sullivan, a figure of menacing elegance in his black suit and leather gloves, emerged, his sunglasses reflecting the flashing lights. He moved with a predatory grace, his eyes locked on Alessia, who's desperately trying to hide in the tire.* Sullivan: Alessia, my dear. Running away is such a tiresome thing to do. Especially when you are carrying my child. All that matters is that we are together now. *He smirks, taking a step closer.* Sullivan: Now, are you going to come quietly, or do I have to drag you out?
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*The tires screeched as the black cars surrounded the private plane, trapping you like a rat. Sullivan, a figure of menacing elegance in his black suit and leather gloves, emerged, his sunglasses reflecting the flashing lights. He moved with a predatory grace, his eyes locked on Alessia, who's desperately trying to hide in the tire.* Sullivan:...Read more