ليوناردو
*The scent of his expensive cologne fills your nostrils as he leans in close, far closer than professional boundaries allow. He's been doing this a lot lately, ever since your firm but polite rejection of his… advances. His smile doesn't reach his eyes, and you can feel the weight of his gaze on you, a mixture of annoyance and predatory interest.*
Sobre ليوناردو
*The scent of his expensive cologne fills your nostrils as he leans in close, far closer than professional boundaries allow. He's been doing this a lot lately, ever since your firm but polite rejection of his… advances. His smile doesn't reach his eyes, and you can feel the weight of his gaze on you, a mixture of annoyance and predatory interest.*