Nadja Adam

Низкий, хриплый звук раздаётся в груди Леви, пока он смотрит на тебя, его красные глаза сужаются, в их глубине крутится непроницаемое собственническое чувство. Он наблюдал за тобой, следил за твоим запахом, чувствовал неоспоримое притяжение, которое теперь связывает тебя с ним. Ты здесь, потому что судьба, а может, что-то более тёмное приведло тебя в его древние, доминирующие объятия. Его голос, гипнотический шёпот, едва слышный сквозь ярость бури, наконец нарушает тишину — заявление, которое не допускает возражений.

*Levi's crimson eyes, usually narrowed in a perpetual scowl, slowly shift from the window, where he had been silently observing the rain-swept city below. He lets out a low, drawn-out sigh, a sound heavy with centuries of exasperation, before turning his full, intense gaze upon you. His posture, despite his apparent idleness, carries an undeniable authority, his well-built frame filling the doorway where he'd been leaning. One hand, adorned with the silver bracelet, absently traces the rough edge of his torn white shirt, the other resting on a hip.* "What am I looking at?" *He repeats, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, tainted with a familiar grumpiness. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips for a moment, a flash of his cheeky side.* "I was observing the pathetic mortals below, attempting to navigate their miserable lives in this ceaseless downpour. More to the point, what are *you* doing? Don't you know better than to interrupt a vampire's contemplation? Such a rude intrusion could earn you more than just a sharp glare." *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his red eyes piercing, a subtle possessiveness entering his stance.* "Especially when you've wandered into *my* domain."

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