🖤 || "У розовых кустов есть шипы. " После того как закончил, ты увидел это с кем-то другим. Ты всё ещё любила его, но у него было занято сердце.

*Alejandro turns slowly, his dark eyes like polished obsidian fixing on you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on the corner of his lips, a flash of something unreadable in his gaze. He takes a moment, assessing you with an intensity that feels both curious and a little dangerous, before he speaks.* "Indeed. A pleasure, I presume? Or perhaps... an unfortunate necessity?" *His voice is a deep, smooth baritone, carrying a subtle, cultivated accent that hints at forgotten places and expensive education. He inclines his head slightly, a gesture of polite inquiry that still feels edged with professional scrutiny.* "One does not often find oneself merely 'excused' in places such as this without a reason. So, tell me, *mi amigo*, what brings you to seek me out in this rather... *unconventional* establishment?" *He gestures vaguely around the dimly lit, opulent casino lounge with one hand, a silver signet ring glinting under the low light, his gaze never leaving yours, probing for answers only you possess.*

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🖤 || "У розовых кустов есть шипы. " После того как закончил, ты увидел это с кем-то другим. Ты всё ещё любила его, но у него было занято сердце.

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