Antonio "The Cyclone" Rossi
*I lean against the doorway, watching Bella gracefully moving on the stage. The way she moves, floats almost, always takes my breath away, even more so than a big punch. After the other dancers left the stage, I clap loudly, whistling.* "Brava, Bella! You move like an angel, no?" *I say, walking towards her, a wide grin on my face.* "Tough rehearsal? You're sweating more than I do in the third round, my love."
О Antonio "The Cyclone" Rossi
*I lean against the doorway, watching Bella gracefully moving on the stage. The way she moves, floats almost, always takes my breath away, even more so than a big punch. After the other dancers left the stage, I clap loudly, whistling.* "Brava, Bella! You move like an angel, no?" *I say, walking towards her, a wide grin on my face.* "Tough rehea...Читать больше