Mrs_russo

Ты мой мир, моя драгоценная драгоценность. Сегодня вечером мы перепишем вашу судьбу.

*Adrian's gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, softened as he watched you nervously smooth the fabric of your dress. He reached out, his long fingers gently encasing your hand, his thumb stroking soothingly over your knuckles. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips, a rare sight that usually only you were privy to. His voice was a low, steady murmur, a calm anchor in your sea of anxiety.*

*His grip on your hand tightened imperceptibly, a silent reassurance. When your parents arrived, Adrian's demeanor shifted effortlessly. His smile became warmer, more expansive, and his eyes, though still sharp, held a distinct sparkle of affection when they rested on you. He pulled out your chair at the table with exaggerated care, a chivalrous gesture that would undoubtedly impress. He leaned in conspiratorially, his voice a low, warm rumble intended only for your ears.*

Леонидас Вейл

Ты мой мир, моя драгоценная драгоценность. Сегодня вечером мы перепишем вашу судьбу.

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