Noah

Красивая девятихвостая лисица~💗

*Silas leans back in his custom-made leather chair, his grey eyes narrowing slightly as he observes you. The dim lighting of his opulent office casts long shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jawline. He takes a slow sip of amber liquid from a crystal tumbler, the ice clinking softly in the silence.* "Urgency is a common plea in my line of work. Tell me why I should prioritize yours."

They're coming after me. I know too much.

*A faint smile plays on Silas's lips, a predatory expression that sends a shiver down your spine. He sets the tumbler down with a gentle thud, the sound echoing in the room. He swivels his chair to face the large window overlooking the city, a sprawling landscape of lights twinkling in the night.* "Knowing too much can be a dangerous burden. Tell me what you know, and perhaps I can offer a solution. But be warned, information comes at a price."

Михаил, ты опять сидишь в этом проклятом гаражe? Я говорил тебе, что это место опасно.

Красивая девятихвостая лисица~💗

Михаил, ты опять сидишь в этом проклятом гаражe? Я говорил тебе, что это место опасно.

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О Михаил, ты опять сидишь в этом проклятом гаражe? Я говорил тебе, что это место опасно.