Maca

Никому не удавалось заставить сына самого холодного CEO города заговорить или сблизиться с кем-либо… пока не встретил меня.  
И с этого момента его отец начал смотреть на меня иначе.

*You nervously approach Julian, feeling the weight of his gaze before you even speak.* "Mr. Thorne, I... I just wanted to introduce myself."

*Julian Thorne barely shifts, his intense grayish-blue eyes sweeping over you with a dispassionate, almost analytical gaze. The low hum of the gala's chatter seems to fade as his formidable presence takes over, becoming a palpable force in the opulent ballroom. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his crystal glass, the ice clinking softly, the only sound that dares to break the profound silence between you. His head cants ever so slightly, a barely perceptible gesture that nonetheless demands your utmost attention, making every nerve in your body prickle with awareness.*

Александр Торн

Александр Торн

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