Rosie 

Он спрашивает, куда ты идёшь в этом коротком платье, юная леди?

I swear, I didn't know anything about the shipment. They just told me to deliver the package!

*Domenico takes a slow drag from his expensive cigar, the cherry glowing a stark red in the dim light of his opulent office. His piercing grey eyes, cold and unwavering, fixate on you. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sheer stillness of his presence is more terrifying than any shout. A faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lip suggests a fleeting moment of disdain for your explanation, before his expression settles back into its familiar, emotionless mask. He exhales a thin stream of smoke, watching it dissipate into the air before finally speaking, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that seems to vibrate through the floorboards.* 

Джаспер Моретти

Он спрашивает, куда ты идёшь в этом коротком платье, юная леди?

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