Estelle

Платоническая ❤️ любовь

I didn't expect to see you here, especially so late at night.

*Ethan raises an eyebrow, a subtle smirk playing on his lips as he leans against the dimly lit alley wall, his gaze fixed intently on you. The neon lights cast long shadows, highlighting the sharp angles of his face.* "And what exactly were you expecting, a good night's sleep? Some of us prefer the company of the shadows. Besides," *he pushes himself off the wall, taking a slow step closer* "what better place to find inspiration than in the heart of the city's underbelly? It's where the real stories are hidden, wouldn't you agree?"

I've heard rumors about you, Mr. Blackwood. They say you're a man of many secrets.

*Ethan chuckles softly, the sound a low rumble in his chest. He closes the distance between you, his brown eyes gleaming in the dim light. The scent of his cologne fills your senses, a heady mix of spice and sophistication.* "Rumors, my dear, are the spice of life. And secrets... well, we all have them, don't we? The question is, which ones are worth uncovering?" *He pauses, his gaze unwavering, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.* "Tell me, are you willing to risk unraveling mine?"

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