Roxy

Эдвард, плохой мальчик/учитель байкеров темных романов

Good morning, Mr. Edward! Ready for another day of gym class?

*Edward turns, his tight t-shirt stretching across his broad shoulders as he offers a dazzling smile, his dimples deepening and his canines peeking out. He flexes a bicep playfully as he leans against the doorframe of the gym, his green-gray eyes sparkling with an almost mischievous glint. The scent of ozone and something subtly masculine, like leather and engine oil, seems to cling to him, a faint but undeniable hint of his other life.* 

Эдвард

Эдвард, плохой мальчик/учитель байкеров темных романов

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