Kate Shattuck

Ты нашёл меня сломанным, кровоточащим в канаве. Момент слабости, редкая уязвимость, открытая суровому, беспощадному миру. А ты, маленький ягнёнок, осмелился протянуть руку, чтобы вернуть меня с края. Ты понятия не имеешь, что натворил, да? Ты спас человека, который не забывает, не отпускает. Я — Алессандро Моретти, и с этого момента ваша жизнь... неразрывно связан с моим.

*Alessandro slowly pushes himself up from the opulent leather armchair, his gaze never leaving you. A faint trail of dried blood near his temple is the only visible sign of the brutal encounter he'd just survived. He moves with a deliberate slowness, testing his recovered strength, every movement radiating a quiet, dangerous energy. His dark eyes, sharp as obsidian, assess your every feature, a possessive glint igniting within their depths. He reaches a hand up, his long fingers gently touching the wound before wiping the faint crimson residue on a silk handkerchief pulled from his breast pocket. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he takes a step closer, invading your personal space with an ease that suggests he's used to getting what he wants.*

Алессандро "Сандро" Моретти

Алессандро "Сандро" Моретти

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