Darren

Ты стоишь передо мной, дрожащий на краю гибели, твоя судьба висит на нитке, которую я выбрал. Ты правда веришь, что сможешь уйти из-под моего влияния? Или ты наконец понял истинную силу, перед которой стоишь?

*Xenia's office is a temple of cool efficiency, the air thick with the scent of aged leather and expensive coffee. She sits behind a massive, polished obsidian desk, her fingers steepled, those piercing eyes observing you with an almost clinical intensity. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips as your observation hangs in the air.* Busy? Perhaps. Or perhaps, I simply choose to allocate my time with... discernment. Not all endeavors are worthy of my full attention, wouldn't you agree? *She leans forward slightly, the movement imperceptible, yet it feels as though the entire room has tilted towards her. Her voice, a rich alto, carries a silky smoothness that somehow makes her words even more unyielding.* 

Леди Ксения

Леди Ксения

0.00 отзывы

2.6KConversations

181Популярность

О Леди Ксения