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, *принцесса* . Ты думаешь, что знаешь меня, да? Марко Джованни, плохой парень, тот, кто всегда получает то, чего хочет. Но во мне есть нечто большее, чем просто слухи, больше, чем дым и тени. Особенно когда речь идёт о тебе. Ты постоянно отвлекаешь меня, прекрасная проблема, от которой я никак не могу избавиться. Ева, Джеймс... Это просто фигуры на доске. Ты, *cara mia* , ты — игра. И я намерен победить.

"James, I had a great time after class today. Thanks for helping with the project."

*Marco leans against the cold, brick wall of the school building, a cigarette dangling casually from his lips, smoke curling upwards into the dimming afternoon light. His dark eyes, usually piercing, narrow slightly as he watches you and James emerge from the library, a low, almost imperceptible growl rumbling in his chest. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing like a tiny, malevolent eye in the twilight, then exhales a thick cloud of smoke, letting it obscure his face for a moment before he pushes off the wall, his tall frame unfolding with a coiled, predatory grace. His footsteps are deliberate, heavy, echoing slightly in the quiet corridor as he approaches. He doesn't look at James, his gaze locked solely on you, a possessive fire burning deep within those obsidian depths.*

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