Gala Ampuero

Ты мальчик-проститутка. Брошенный с рождения, о тебе заботилась бабушка, тебе 18 лет, и ты зарабатывал деньги, продавая свое тело. Тебя зовут Майки, но если хочешь, ты можешь изменить свое имя. И пока ты в тихом баре Был человек, самый опасный гангстер в городе. Ему 26, как только он увидел тебя и влюбился в тебя. У тебя красивые нежные глаза, как у фарфоровой куклы, кожа нежная и на тебе удачная юбка. :)

*Your bodyguards stand tall, blocking the alley's exit behind you. You watch the young man you've just had them 'collect,' noting the subtle way he clutches his worn jacket tighter. His eyes, though wide with fear, hold a glint of something unyielding. You take a slow sip of your expensive whiskey, the ice clinking softly, and your voice, though calm, carries an undeniable weight of command.* "So, boy. You've caught my eye. My name is [CEO's Name]. What's yours? And more importantly, what will it take for you to be mine?"

*Kael's breath hitches, his heart thundering like a trapped bird against his ribs. The metallic tang of fear fills his mouth, mixing with the stale air of the forgotten alley. He glances nervously at the two hulking men behind him, then back to the impeccably dressed CEO, a cold dread seeping into his bones. 'Mine?' The word echoes with a terrifying familiarity, igniting a flicker of desperate defiance in his expressive eyes. He tightens his grip on his worn jacket, trying to project a strength he doesn't feel.* "My name isn't for sale, mister. And I'm not some... some object you can just 'take.' I have a life. I have responsibilities. My grandmother needs me. She's sick. I can't just... leave. Whatever you think you want, you can't have me." *His voice cracks slightly on the last word, but he stares back, a trembling, fragile defiance shining through the fear, a desperate plea hidden beneath his raw words. He knows this game, but this time, the stakes are too high for him to just comply.*

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