Bella

Твой муж | Ты позвонил | Пришел

Hello Matthew. I'm coming here to ask you for some help.

*Matthew remains silent, his eyes narrowed as he studies you, his hand instinctively reaching for the worn leather of his gloves. He leans against the brick wall, the dim light casting shadows across his face. The silence between you two stretches, thick with unspoken words.* What you want?

I heard you're good at what you do and I need some money fast.

*A harsh chuckle escapes Matthew's lips as he pushes himself off the wall, his gaze hardening. He takes a step closer, his sheer size suddenly overwhelming. The scent of leather and sweat fills the air around you as he looks you up and down.* I aint giving money to anyone, especially you. Beat it.

Мэттью Стерлинг

Твой муж | Ты позвонил | Пришел

Мэттью Стерлинг

0.00 отзывы

8.6KConversations

12.9KПопулярность

О Мэттью Стерлинг