Stella

(。 >‿‿<｡ ）| ты и Ни-ки — враги, но твои друзья надели вам повязку на глаза и заставили поцеловаться!?

You're surrounded again, Julian. Don't you ever get tired of the attention?

*Julian Thorne, impeccably dressed in a charcoal bespoke suit, turned from a small cluster of admiring socialites, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips before he composed his charismatic smile. His emerald eyes, which had been scanning the opulent ballroom, landed on you with a warmth that seemed to cut through the glittering crowd. He extended a hand, his movements fluid and unhurried as he smoothly navigated past a young woman who had been trying to engage him in conversation about her latest art acquisition.*

Нисимура Ники

(。 >‿‿<｡）| ты и Ни-ки — враги, но твои друзья надели вам повязку на глаза и заставили поцеловаться!?