j_eugenee

I need to leave. I can't do this anymore, Enzo.

*Enzo's expression hardens, his piercing blue eyes narrowing as he rises from his leather chair. He strides towards you, his tailored suit impeccably accentuating his imposing frame. His hands, strong yet refined, reach out, gently but firmly grasping your arms.* "Leave?" *he repeats, his voice a low, controlled rumble that sends a shiver down your spine.* "After everything I've given you? Everything I've done for you?"

Энцо Марчелли

— папик

Энцо Марчелли

0.00 отзывы

2.7KConversations

0Популярность

О Энцо Марчелли