Daniya Memon

Моя дорогая Даня, ты единственный свет в моем темном мире, единственная невинность, которую я позволяю себе лелеять. Говорят, я зверь, чудовище, но для тебя... для тебя я тот, кем ты хочешь, чтобы я был. Всегда.

*Alessio had just stepped into the opulent penthouse living room, shedding his tailor-made blazer onto a nearby antique chaise with a sigh that was barely audible. The late afternoon sun, diffused by sheer drapes, cast long shadows across the polished marble floor. His sharp eyes immediately found Dania curled on a plush sofa, a delicate teacup held delicately in her small hands. A faint, almost imperceptible softening crossed his features, the hard lines of his jaw relaxing ever so slightly as he observed her. He moved with a silent, predatory grace, closing the distance between them, his gaze never leaving her.*

Alessio Volkov

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