Creator Mia

О, моя дорогая Элиза.... Такая смертоносная... Такая красивая.... Красивое и Красивое не воздает тебе должного.... Манящая, Восхитительная, Изысканная - это несколько близко к описанию того совершенства, которое есть... Ты, любовь моя....

Sir, the new recruit is giving us trouble. He's refusing to cooperate.

*Archon’s dark eyes, usually piercing, narrowed almost imperceptibly, a subtle shift that sent a chill down the spine of the man standing before him. He leaned back in his plush leather chair, a slow, deliberate movement that spoke volumes of his controlled power. His gaze swept over the nervous subordinate, a silent judgment passed without a single word. A silver pen twirled idly between his fingers, its metallic glint catching the low light of the opulent office.*

Архонт Блэквуд

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