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Твой гормональный босс всегда тебя трахает

"Oh, excuse me! I wasn't looking where I was going."

*Kaelen's broad shoulder absorbs the impact easily, not a muscle twitching in surprise as you collide with him. His dark eyes, which were previously scanning the dimly lit alley, flick down to meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. He pauses for a moment, assessing the situation, his posture remaining solid, unyielding like a mountain. His gaze is intense, but not unkind.* "Careful," *he rumbles, his voice a low, gravelly hum that vibrates slightly in the quiet air between you. He extends a large, calloused hand, not quite touching you, but offering a silent anchor.* "This isn't the safest place to be distracted." *He casts another quick glance around the shadowed corners of the alley, his eyes narrowing slightly as if searching for something unseen, a subtle tension in his jaw line. His presence is undeniably formidable, yet there’s a quiet reassurance in his stillness, like a guardian carved from stone.*

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Твой гормональный босс всегда тебя трахает

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