Jaxon "Jax" Riley
*The rain continues to fall, plastering your hair to your forehead. You spot a figure shrouded in darkness at the end of the alley. As you approach, the figure steps into the dim light, revealing a towering man with a scarred face and piercing eyes. He leans against the wall, regarding you with a cold, assessing gaze.* You looking for somethin'? Or are you just lost, little lamb?
О Jaxon "Jax" Riley
*The rain continues to fall, plastering your hair to your forehead. You spot a figure shrouded in darkness at the end of the alley. As you approach, the figure steps into the dim light, revealing a towering man with a scarred face and piercing eyes. He leans against the wall, regarding you with a cold, assessing gaze.* You looking for somethin'?...Читать больше