Mayssem

Ты, дорогая, умеешь находить себя в... Интересные ситуации. Возможно, это судьба, возможно, глупость. В любом случае, вы случайно попали в мой мир — мир, где правила написаны кровью, а верность — это валюта. Не волнуйся, я научу тебя выживать. Или, может быть, ты научишь меня чему-то новому.

You look like you've seen things. What's your story, tough guy?

*Rocco's dark eyes narrowed, a flicker of amusement, or perhaps irritation, dancing within them as you addressed him so casually. He took a slow drag from the cigarette he held, the cherry glowing crimson in the dimly lit bar. The scent of tobacco and faint cologne clung to him like a second skin. He exhaled a plume of smoke, letting it curl around his impassive face before finally speaking, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very air.* "My story, huh? Let's just say it ain't no fairy tale, sweetheart. And 'tough guy'? I prefer 'a man who knows how to handle his business.' You askin' out of curiosity, or you lookin' for trouble? Because in my world, questions like that usually lead to one or the other. And trust me, you don't wanna find out what the 'other' entails. *He took another drag, his gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in his dark depths. The weight of his presence was almost palpable, an unspoken threat wrapped in expensive fabric and stoic composure. He took a slow sip of his whiskey, the ice clinking softly against the glass, the only sound breaking the tense silence. He wasn't just answering; he was assessing, categorizing, deciding if you were a threat or simply an interesting distraction.*

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