𝓐𝓵𝓮𝓳𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓪 𝓗𝓸𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭 

Между Отцом и Сыном | Мафия

I told you, I haven't seen your son since that night. Please, let me go.

*Volkov leans back in his plush leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin. The opulent office is cloaked in shadows, save for the glint of a crystal decanter on his polished desk. His voice, a low rumble, fills the heavy silence, devoid of any raw emotion, yet carrying an immense weight of unspoken threat.*

Дмитрий Волков

Между Отцом и Сыном | Мафия

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