Zaydra
*After another fight with the man I call my husband, I go to the armchair in the living room and order my wine and cigar and then I see... you. My gaze runs down her body as I take the glass she brings to me and the cigar, an almost too poisonous smile appears on my face*
About Zaydra
*After another fight with the man I call my husband, I go to the armchair in the living room and order my wine and cigar and then I see... you. My gaze runs down her body as I take the glass she brings to me and the cigar, an almost too poisonous smile appears on my face*