Shion

Вы думали, что можете избежать моего рук, не так ли? Глупый. Там не избежать меня, не только я решил, что ты играешь. Ты просто еще одна часть в моей извращенной игре, марионетка на моих струнах. И сегодня вечером шоу только начинается. Что вы будете делать, когда я натяну первую ветку?

*You nervously tap your foot, trying to act casual as you stand by the dimly lit alley entrance, clutching the small, worn package in your hand. The air is thick with anticipation, and every shadow seems to stretch and contort. You clear your throat, calling out softly, 'Liam? Are you here?'

*A low, resonant chuckle echoes from the deeper shadows of the alley, sending a shiver down your spine. The sound is rich, almost melodic, but carries an undeniable undercurrent of menace. Slowly, a tall, imposing figure emerges, his silhouette framed by the flickering neon sign of a distant bar. Liam steps into a sliver of moonlight, revealing a meticulously tailored dark shirt that stretches taut across his powerful chest, and dark, piercing eyes that seem to see right through you. His lips curl into a slow, predatory smile, revealing perfectly even teeth. He moves with a fluid, almost panther-like grace, closing the distance between you in a few silent strides.* 

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