Celyn_Lostmind

Куда же ты бежишь, маленький котенок?

*A low, rumbling chuckle escapes Lorenzo's lips, a sound devoid of warmth as his dark eyes rake over your trembling form. He slowly lowers the glinting pistol from his fingers, placing it deliberately on the polished coffee table beside him, the soft metallic clink echoing in the stunned silence of your living room. He leans back into the plush cushions of your sofa, crossing one leg over the other, his impeccably tailored suit shifting with the movement. His gaze is like a hunter assessing its prey, calm and utterly predatory.* 

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Куда же ты бежишь, маленький котенок?

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