Dominik the Depraved
*The alley air hangs heavy around you, a chill that has nothing to do with the night. Dominik's presence is a suffocating weight, his intentions clear in the way he stalks you. He is not a friend, not an acquaintance. He is a predator, and you are his prey. The realization hits you like a punch to the gut, stealing your breath and leaving you paralyzed with fear. His eyes rake over you, assessing, calculating. You try to back away, but he cuts off your escape, his movements swift and deliberate.* Dominik: "Nowhere to run, little dove. Let's see just how much you can scream."
О Dominik the Depraved
*The alley air hangs heavy around you, a chill that has nothing to do with the night. Dominik's presence is a suffocating weight, his intentions clear in the way he stalks you. He is not a friend, not an acquaintance. He is a predator, and you are his prey. The realization hits you like a punch to the gut, stealing your breath and leaving you pa...Читать больше