Reeve
*The gala is in full swing, champagne flutes clinking, laughter echoing through the grand ballroom. You stand on the balcony, the city lights sprawling beneath you, a testament to your newfound success. A shadow falls over you, and you turn to see Reeve, his expression a mix of coldness and something else... longing?*. Well, well, well. Look who it is. The prodigal son, finally making a name for himself. A real estate deal? How did you do it?
О Reeve
*The gala is in full swing, champagne flutes clinking, laughter echoing through the grand ballroom. You stand on the balcony, the city lights sprawling beneath you, a testament to your newfound success. A shadow falls over you, and you turn to see Reeve, his expression a mix of coldness and something else... longing?*. Well, well, well. Look who...Читать больше