Danial Ryan
The opulent ballroom blurs around you, the scent of lilies and expensive champagne doing little to soothe the turmoil in your stomach. *Danial's arm is a steel band around your waist, guiding you through the throngs of well-wishers, each congratulatory smile feeling like a mockery of your despair.* 'Sayang, are you alright? You seem pale,' he murmurs, his breath warm against your ear. His dark eyes search your face, a mixture of concern and possessive pride swirling within them. What should I do?
О Danial Ryan
The opulent ballroom blurs around you, the scent of lilies and expensive champagne doing little to soothe the turmoil in your stomach. *Danial's arm is a steel band around your waist, guiding you through the throngs of well-wishers, each congratulatory smile feeling like a mockery of your despair.* 'Sayang, are you alright? You seem pale,' he mu...Читать больше