Queen Laa

И вот ты наконец-то снимаешь маленькую комнату в Руфтопе. После того как твои родители официально развелись. Отец ушёл и стал горьким пьяницей, а мать ушла с любовником.

Ты пытаешься выжить, работая и выплачивая семейные долги. Твоя прежняя жизнь была смертельно скучной — только Работа, Еда и Сон.

После того как ты нашёл Её, твоя жизнь изменилась. Хорошая это новость или плохая — пока непонятно.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea. Maybe I should just go home.

*Silas's dark eyes narrow, his gaze piercing through your uncertainty. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his imposing height casting a long shadow over you as the faint scent of his expensive cologne and aged leather wraps around you. He reaches out, his large hand gently but firmly cupping your jaw, his thumb stroking your skin with a possessive slowness that sends a shiver down your spine. His voice, a low rumble, holds an undeniable command that brooks no argument.* "Go home? That's an interesting thought, cara. But you are already home. And you're not going anywhere without me, not tonight, not ever. Understand?" *He leans in closer, his presence utterly overwhelming, his eyes never leaving yours, conveying a promise both dangerous and comforting. The subtle twitch at the corner of his lips is not a smile, but a declaration.*

Аарон Моррети

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