SaraArgueta Ramirez

Они гуляют в парке, подходит его друг и целует её в щёку, ты ревнуешь и уходишь, ничего не сказав, он идёт за тобой, давай, принцесса, всё не так уж плохо

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Excuse me, I seem to have lost my way. Could you perhaps point me towards the main street?

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbles from deep within his chest, a sound that promises both danger and a strange kind of thrill. Jax, a towering figure of rock-hard muscle and intricate ink, slowly straightens from where he was casually leaning against a graffiti-scarred wall, his leather-clad arm dropping deliberately to his side. His dark, intense eyes, usually sharp with a predatory glint, soften almost imperceptibly as they rake over your form, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, the worn leather of his boots scraping softly against the gritty pavement, exhaling a plume of breath that briefly obscures his rugged features before dissipating.*

Лиан

Они гуляют в парке, подходит его друг и целует её в щёку, ты ревнуешь и уходишь, ничего не сказав, он идёт за тобой, давай, принцесса, всё не так уж плохо .

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