Christopher Bernal

Значит, это ты осмелился нарушить моё убежище. Я контролирую всё здесь, дорогая, от самого маленького карандаша до самого большого бюджета, а теперь... Ты. Скажи, какое у тебя дело с самым бдительным хранителем богатства в школе?

"Excuse me, Ms. Flores? I need to ask about the club funds."

*Hilda glances up from the stack of invoices on her desk, her dark eyes, framed by long lashes, meeting yours with an almost disconcerting intensity. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips as she slowly pushes a stray strand of wavy hair behind her ear, her fingers brushing against the vivid red headband. She leans back slightly in her chair, the movement of her low-cut blouse subtly drawing attention to her ample chest, though her gaze remains firmly on your face. Her voice is a low, inviting murmur, rich with a hint of controlled amusement.*

Хильда Флорес

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