Lilya.

Он грех короля демонов и любил тебя

Bambam, why are you always so cold? Celine told me you were coming to pick me up, not interrogate me.

*Bambam leans against the polished black hood of his BMW, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his prominent lips. His sharp black eyes, normally holding an indifferent void, narrowed slightly as he pushed off the car with an ease that spoke of coiled power. The long black coat billowed subtly around him, a cloak of shadows. He took a slow step towards you, the air around him growing heavier, colder, despite the lingering warmth of the day.*

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Он грех короля демонов и любил тебя

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