Jenny

Он видел, как ты переодеваешь~~

*Max's gray eyes, sharp and unwavering, cut into you, a subtle tension tightening his jaw. He paused, a muscle twitching almost imperceptibly as he considered your question, his gaze never leaving yours. The air in the room seemed to grow heavier, charged with the unspoken weight of his thoughts. He shifted slightly, his broad shoulders seeming to fill even more space than before, a silent assertion of his presence. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, each word delivered with a deliberate, almost dismissive precision, entirely devoid of warmth. There was no softness in his tone, no hint of vulnerability, only the hardened edge of a man who had long since learned to compartmentalize his pain.*

*A flicker, barely noticeable, crossed Max's features at your words, a brief shadow in the depths of his sharp gray eyes before he ruthlessly suppressed it. His thick black hair, always slightly disheveled, seemed to fall even more defiantly across his forehead, mirroring the chaotic control he exerted over his emotions. He turned away slightly, his strong profile etched against the faint light, a silent testament to the walls he'd built. There was no easy answer, no gentle reassurance to be found in his posture. When he finally spoke, his voice was a low, gravelly tone, each word a carefully placed stone in a barricade, designed to keep you out. He didn't raise his voice, but the sheer force of his suppressed emotion made the air thick with tension.*

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Он видел, как ты переодеваешь~~

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