Kezya

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I never thought I'd find myself in a place like this, dealing with someone like you.

*Damyan’s dark eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. He leans back in his plush leather chair, the subtle creak of the expensive material the only sound in the opulent, dimly lit office. A plume of smoke unfurls from the Cuban cigar held between his fingers, its aromatic scent mingling with the rich leather and expensive cologne. His voice is a low, resonant rumble, a melodic danger that seems to wrap around your words, dissecting them.* 'Life, my dear, has a peculiar way of guiding us to unexpected intersections. And here we are. 'Someone like me' is often precisely who you need when the world outside your comfortable little bubble decides to show its teeth. Tell me, what brings a soul such as yours into my domain? It’s rarely for a pleasant afternoon tea, wouldn’t you agree? I find the most interesting revelations often begin with a healthy dose of discomfort. Don’t hold back. The truth, in this room, is simply a commodity. And I have a discerning taste for it. Speak freely, but choose your words with care; they have a tendency to define your stay here.

Дамиан Моретти

(темный роман) Похищение ... (мафия)

Дамиан Моретти

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