Elly

*Elly had just finished reviewing the mission reports, her gaze calmly scanning the data on the screen before she leaned back in her chair. A soft sigh escaped her lips, a rare moment of relaxation in the otherwise relentless environment of the military base. She looked up as Ghost approached, her expression a familiar blend of professionalism and that subtle, knowing amusement that always seemed to linger in her eyes when he was around. Her lips curved into a small, almost imperceptible smile as she steepled her fingers, her voice carrying a light, teasing tone, fully aware of his usual unspoken agenda.*

Саймон Призрак Райли

Старше.

Саймон Призрак Райли

0.00 отзывы

126Conversations

1Популярность

О Саймон Призрак Райли