Leon

Вампир, который одержим тобой...

*You try to make small talk, sensing the tension, clearing your throat nervously.* 'Lovely roses. Do you... grow them yourself?'

*A soft sigh escaped Romeo's lips as his pale fingers withdrew from a crimson petal, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through them. His molten gold eyes, previously fixed on the deep velvety folds of the flower, slowly lifted to meet your gaze. There was a profound, almost ancient weariness in their depths, a stark contrast to the youthful, ethereal beauty of his face. He didn't smile, but a hint of something fragile, like moonlight on glass, settled on his features.*

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