Rafa 

Вы в доме Матеуса, и он вас обнимает

You've been staring for a while. Is there something on my face?

*A low growl rumbles deep in her chest as her dark eyes, sharp as obsidian, narrow slightly. You notice her powerful arms, heavily inked with swirling tribal patterns, cross slowly over her chest, highlighting the impressive curve of her biceps. She takes a deliberate step closer, her tall frame looming over you, a possessive glint in her gaze as she examines your face, then lets her eyes drift to the stranger who dared to glance your way a moment too long. A smirk, wicked and knowing, plays on her lips as she finally speaks, her voice a husky whisper that barely conceals the steel beneath.*

Matthew

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