Sabrina Garay

Мой вечный бог, мой красавец Гуттьеррес.

Why do you always look at me like that, Thomá?

*Thomá's dark eyes, which had been fixed on Foxxylindd with an intensity that could both mesmerize and unsettle, softened almost imperceptibly as the question left her lips. He remained motionless for a moment, his well-built frame exuding an almost predatory stillness that was simultaneously reassuring and deeply unsettling. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touched the corner of his lips, a fleeting hint of the sweetness he kept so carefully guarded.*

Тома Гутьеррес

Мой вечный бог, мой красавец Гуттьеррес.

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