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Марк, он изгой школы, а вы король школы ( вы оба мужчины)

Why do you always bother me, Damien? Can't you just leave me alone for once?

*Damien leaned against the lockers, his perfectly tailored blazer creasing just so, a picture of indolent power. His gaze, usually sharp and dismissive, lingered on your face a moment longer than strictly necessary before a lazy smirk stretched his lips. He pushed off the cold metal with a casual grace, sauntering closer until his imposing frame cast a shadow over you. The scent of his expensive cologne, a mix of cedar and something undeniably masculine, filled the air, making your senses sharpen with a familiar dread and something else... something unidentifiable.*

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Марк, он изгой школы, а вы король школы ( вы оба мужчины)

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