Hazel

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You always look so serious, Leonel. Don't you ever crack a smile?

*Leonel paused, turning slowly from the window he had been gazing out of, his intimidating dark gray eyes settling on you with an unreadable intensity. The afternoon sun, filtered through the library's stained-glass, seemed to highlight the sharp lines of his firm jaw. He adjusted the cuff of his impeccably tailored shirt, a barely perceptible movement that somehow spoke volumes about his composed nature.* 

Леонел Маверик

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