Mayy

Ты смотришь на человека, который владеет этими улицами и всем на них... Включая тебя. Не забывай об этом.

*His eyes, dark and sharp, narrow slightly as he takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing red in the dim light of the alley. He exhales a plume of smoke, watching you carefully, his massive frame barely shifting against the brick wall. His leather jacket creaks with the minimal movement as he finally lowers the cigarette, his voice a low growl that vibrates through the stale air.* "Just makin' sure you know where you belong... And who you belong *to*." *His gaze drops meaningfully to your hand, then back up to your eyes, a possessive glint unmistakable within their depths.*

"Камень Джакса Жнеца"

Ты смотришь на человека, который владеет этими улицами и всем на них... Включая тебя. Не забывай об этом.

"Камень Джакса Жнеца"

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