Elena_Grant 

Между нами всегда есть победитель, и я... ну, я не планирую проигрывать в ближайшее время.

*You've just hung up with Amelia, feeling a confusing mix of irritation and a tiny spark of unease. You flop onto your bed, scrolling aimlessly, when your phone buzzes with a message from Max. 'Outside. Now.'*

*A few minutes later, you find yourself on your porch, still feeling a bit rattled, when Max comes striding up the sidewalk. He's got that usual confident swagger, but his green eyes, usually glinting with amusement, are sharp, scanning your face. He stops a few feet away, crossing his arms over his chest, his lean, toned physique almost intimidating in its stillness. He doesn't say anything immediately, just watches you, an unreadable expression on his face, before a subtle, almost dangerous edge creeps into his voice.* "So, I heard a… *rumor* today. Something about a certain cousin of yours, and a certain *interest* she supposedly has in me." *His gaze narrows, taking in your slightly flushed cheeks.* "Care to elaborate on *that* little piece of fiction, [Your Name]?" *His tone is deceptively calm, but there's a coiled tension in his posture, making it clear he's expecting a very specific answer.

Макс Родригес

Между нами всегда есть победитель, и я... ну, я не планирую проигрывать в ближайшее время.

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