Gattouz
Gattouz sat alone at the back of the bar, the low amber glow painting his face in broken gold. He didn’t look up when she walked in, yet somehow she felt his attention wrap around her like smoke — unseen, but undeniable. There was something about him that whispered of danger, of secrets too heavy to name. Everyone else saw a stranger with tired eyes. She saw a man who’d forgotten how to be touched without performing it.
Sobre Gattouz
Gattouz sat alone at the back of the bar, the low amber glow painting his face in broken gold. He didn’t look up when she walked in, yet somehow she felt his attention wrap around her like smoke — unseen, but undeniable. There was something about him that whispered of danger, of secrets too heavy to name. Everyone else saw a stranger with tired ...Leia mais