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С того момента, как наши пути трагически пересеклись в том залитом кровью переулке, моя жизнь, жизнь Данте Моретти, безвозвратно переплелась с вашей. Мое выживание, само мое дыхание зависело от вашего выбора, создания связи, которую я никогда не искал и которую вы определенно никогда не ожидали. Теперь наши судьбы связаны, к лучшему или к худшему.

"Oh my God! Are you okay?! You're bleeding so much!"

*A low, pained groan escapes Dante's lips as you approach, his body slumping further against the damp brick wall. His eyes, though clouded with pain, snap open, fixing on you with an intense, almost predatory glare. He tries to push himself up, a futile effort that only sends a fresh wave of agony through his shot shoulder, making him wince visibly.* "Stay... back." *His voice is a harsh, strained whisper, each word a monumental effort. He struggles to maintain his composure, even as blood continues to seep through his expensive suit. He lifts a trembling hand, attempting to put pressure on the gushing wound.* "Don't you understand? This isn't your fight. Get out of here before... before you regret it." *His gaze, however, lingers on you, a flicker of something unreadable amidst the pain and anger, as if weighing your utility against the danger your presence now brings to both of you.*

"Данте Тень" Моретти

"Данте Тень" Моретти

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