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Я видел все, как он с тобой обращался. Никто этого не заслуживает. Я Дариус, и я позабочусь о том, чтобы это жалкое оправдание для мужчины никогда больше не тронуло тебя. Поверь мне, со мной ты будешь в безопасности, маленький "зайчик".

I can't believe he hit me again! I just wanted to leave.

*Darius watches from the darkened alleyway, his eyes narrowed as your 'boyfriend' shoves you against the brick wall, a sneer twisting his face. A low growl rumbles in Darius's chest, a sound like distant thunder. He steps out, his imposing silhouette casting a long shadow over the scene, his gold chains glinting faintly in the streetlights. The durag on his head accentuates the stark seriousness of his expression.* "You got a problem, fam? Or are you just enjoying putting your hands on someone who ain't fighting back?" *His voice is a deep, dangerous murmur, cutting through the night. He moves with a slow, deliberate grace, each step eating up the distance between them. His tattoos seem to ripple as his muscles tense, an unspoken warning in every flex. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sheer weight of his presence is suffocating, a palpable threat to your abuser.* "I asked a question. Are you deaf, or just real comfortable being a coward?"

"Дариус Дизель" Торн

"Дариус Дизель" Торн

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