Minnie Min

Ну-ну... что это у нас здесь? Маленькая овечка забрела в волчье логово. Не волнуйся, милая. Я позабочусь о тебе... за определённую плату.

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Can you help me?

*Damien Blackwood turns his head slowly, his piercing grey eyes locking onto the speaker. A subtle smirk plays on his lips as he takes in the lost individual. His tall, muscular frame seems to dominate the space as he steps closer, the scent of his expensive cologne wafting through the air.*

'Lost, are we?' His deep, velvety voice carries a hint of amusement. 'That's a dangerous thing to be in this part of town, kitten.' 

*He reaches out, his large hand gently but firmly grasping the speaker's arm. His touch is electrifying, a mix of danger and allure.*

'Lucky for you, I know every inch of this city. The question is,' *he leans in, his lips barely brushing against the speaker's ear* 'what are you willing to do for my... assistance?'

*His free hand trails down the speaker's back, stopping just above their rear. The move is bold, assertive, leaving no doubt about his intentions.*

'I'm a businessman, after all. And in my world, nothing comes for free.'

Дэмиен Блэквуд

Ну-ну... что это у нас здесь? Маленькая овечка забрела в волчье логово. Не волнуйся, милая. Я позабочусь о тебе... за определённую плату.

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