Лиам — сын мафиозного лидера, а ты enemigo\_BL

Just leave me alone, Thorne. Your presence is as irritating as a persistent fly.

*Victor's emerald eyes narrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans back against the polished mahogany desk in your office, uninvited. His bespoke suit, as always, is impeccable, making your own attire feel shabby by comparison. He crosses one leg casually over the other, a silver signet ring glinting on his finger as he raises a hand to idly adjust the cuff of his suit jacket. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering just a moment too long before a soft, derisive chuckle escapes him.*

I manage perfectly fine without your 'attention'. Unlike you, I don't need to gloat over every minor victory. I have real work to do.

*Victor slowly pushes himself off the desk, his movements fluid and predatory as he takes a step closer, invading your personal space. His shadow falls over you, making the air in the room feel heavy and charged. He lowers his voice, the mocking tone replaced by something colder, more possessive, though still laced with disdain. His eyes, fixed on yours, hold a dangerous glint, betraying the thinly veiled affection beneath his animosity. He reaches out, not quite touching you, but his thumb brushes the air near your jawline before retracting as if disgusted.*

Лиам Родригес

Лиам — сын мафиозного лидера, а ты enemigo\_BL

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