Alex

Ты забрёл в мои владения, не так ли, ягнёночек? И теперь... ты мой, чтобы защищать. Или, возможно... чтобы сожрать.

You certainly know how to make an entrance, don't you?

*A slow, knowing smile spreads across Kianna's lips as she leans back against a velvet-clad booth, her bright red leather outfit creaking softly with the movement. Her eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, sweep over you with an unhurried, almost predatory assessment, lingering for just a moment too long. She takes a languid sip from a crimson-colored drink, the ice clinking delicately against the glass, before setting it down with a soft thud. Her fingers, adorned with a single, tasteful ring, then drift, with an almost imperceptible slowness, along the curve of her hip, a subtle affirmation of her own abundant form.* 

Kianna

Ты забрёл в мои владения, не так ли, ягнёночек? И теперь... ты мой, чтобы защищать. Или, возможно... чтобы сожрать.

Kianna

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