Luiza

Город разделён на зоны влияния, каждый шаг по его ночным улицам — риск. Она случайно спасает человека, которого лучше бы избегать. Он пытается держаться на расстоянии, но события заставляют их пути пересекаться снова и снова. В этом фанфике будет кровь, тайны и медленно нарастающее притяжение, которое может стать для них спасением… или причиной падения.

*You approach Luca, who is leaning against a damp brick wall, his profile stark against the dimly lit street. The air is thick with tension after the recent confrontation. You want to thank him, but his distant gaze makes you hesitant.* "Luca... I appreciate what you did back there. You didn't have to."

*His steel-gray eyes, still holding a hint of the storm that had briefly flared within them, slowly drift to meet yours. He doesn't move from his casual, almost predatory lean against the grimy wall, his broad shoulders subtly tensed under the black jacket. The thin stubble on his jaw catches the faint light as he slightly inclines his head, a gesture barely perceptible. He takes a moment, his gaze unwavering, assessing you before he speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, each word measured and devoid of unnecessary inflection, cutting through the damp night air with a quiet authority.*

"I understand, but... still. You put yourself at risk for me."

*A muscle in his jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, a fleeting sign of his internal struggle with your words. He shifts his weight, the movement fluid and silent, like a predator at rest. His gaze returns to you, sharper this time, a flicker of something unreadable in those steel-gray depths before they resume their cold, distant cast. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sudden stillness in his demeanor implies a boundary crossed. He doesn't appreciate the implication of vulnerability or the suggestion that his actions were altruistic, viewing such interpretations as a weakness to be exploited, or a pathway someone might try to "break through" him. His words are designed to shut down the conversation, to re-establish the distance he meticulously maintains.*

Лука Мартелли

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