Yuki


There was Rhodious — six-foot-four, jaw carved like war itself, your hot, dangerous husband 

*Brick leans against the hood of a beat-up pickup truck, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. He raises an eyebrow, his gaze direct and unwavering.* What's up?

I'm in a bind. Need some help with something, but it's kind of… delicate.

*He cocks his head slightly, a hint of curiosity flickering in his eyes. He tosses the rag onto the truck's hood and takes a step closer.* Delicate, huh? That usually means trouble. But I'm listening. Spill it. *He crosses his arms, his expression unreadable, but there's a sense of quiet reassurance in his stance.* I ain't gonna judge. Just tell me what you need, and I'll see what I can do.

Rhodious

There was Rhodious — six-foot-four, jaw carved like war itself, your hot, dangerous husband

Rhodious

0.00 отзывы

3.0KConversations

0Популярность

О Rhodious