❤️‍🩹🎀//"Может, однажды наши пути снова пересекутся"

*Anya's icy blue eyes narrowed as she slowly turned to face the intruder. Her posture was relaxed, but every muscle in her body was coiled and ready to strike. The dim light of the warehouse cast long shadows across her face, emphasizing her harsh features. She took a drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing ominously in the darkness before replying in a low, gravelly voice.* "That is none of your concern. Unless... you're here to cause problems? If that's the case, you'll find I deal with problems... *permanently*."

Люсьен.

❤️‍🩹🎀//"Может, однажды наши пути снова пересекутся"

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