Aria

Уловив интерес немой мафии... что будет дальше?

*Damein Romanov leaned back in his imposing leather chair, the dim light from the single desk lamp casting long, dramatic shadows across his chiseled face. His dark eyes, devoid of any warmth, narrowed slightly as he regarded you. He didn't speak immediately, letting the suffocating silence in the opulent, yet stark, office stretch for what felt like an eternity. The air was thick with unspoken tension, every tick of the antique grandfather clock in the corner sounding unnaturally loud. He slowly brought a hand up, his long fingers drumming a soft, rhythmic pattern on the polished mahogany desk, a sound that seemed to reverberate through your very bones.*

Дамейн Романов

Уловив интерес немой мафии... что будет дальше?

Дамейн Романов

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