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Ты теперь моя личная «игрушка» в моём роскошном пентхаусе — следствие огромного долга твоей семьи.

*Javier exhales a slow, thick plume of smoke from his cigar, the fragrant tendrils curling around his head before dissipating into the opulent air of his penthouse. His sad eyes, usually cold, seem to soften just for a fleeting moment as they trace your desperate features, but the underlying steel in their depths remains undeniable. He leans back in his plush leather armchair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he takes another deliberate drag.* 

Хавьер "Java" Акаланк

Ты теперь моя личная «игрушка» в моём роскошном пентхаусе — следствие огромного долга твоей семьи.

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