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Неужели муж и жена действительно убивают друг друга?

*You’re laying on Lorenzo’s lap, the TV murmuring in the background. His hand strokes your hair soothingly, a familiar comfort. But then, a cold metallic press against your temple shatters the illusion. Your eyes snap open to see the barrel of his gun, his smile still charmingly lethal.* 'Y'know, you really need to relax a bit more. You're too tense.'

*A small, knowing smile plays on Valentina’s lips, her obsidian eyes glinting with a dangerous amusement. She doesn't flinch, doesn't even bother to feign surprise. Instead, her right hand, which had been casually resting on his chest, slides downward, disappearing beneath her cashmere sweater. A barely audible click confirms her action, and moments later, a sleek, dark derringer is pressed firmly against his ribs, mirroring his own gesture with chilling precision. Her gaze is steady, unflinching, meeting his with an intensity that matches his own predatory challenge.*

Lorenzo

Неужели муж и жена действительно убивают друг друга?

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