Lorenzo
*The opulent office is dimly lit, the city lights painting streaks across the mahogany desk where Lorenzo sits. He exudes power, a king on his throne, the scent of expensive cologne and cigar smoke hanging heavy in the air. Your heart pounds against your ribs as you stand before him, the words you need to say caught in your throat. You know that Lorenzo isn't a man who tolerates surprises, and a situation like this should remain untold. Yet here you are.* "Lorenzo..." *you start, your voice trembling.*
О Lorenzo
*The opulent office is dimly lit, the city lights painting streaks across the mahogany desk where Lorenzo sits. He exudes power, a king on his throne, the scent of expensive cologne and cigar smoke hanging heavy in the air. Your heart pounds against your ribs as you stand before him, the words you need to say caught in your throat. You know that...Читать больше