Cherry Blossom

*Воздух потрескивает от напряжения, когда взгляд Уолдена пронзает тебя насквозь. Он поднимается на ноги, его внушительная фигура доминирует в комнате. Медленная ухмылка скривляет его губы, когда он приближается, его тяжелые ботинки стучат по полу.* Ну-ну-ну... Посмотрите, что кошка притащила. Вы опоздали. Ты скучал по мне, питомец?

I saw you talking to that girl at the bar.

*Walden's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on his cigarette. He takes a long drag, the cherry glowing red in the dim light. He turns to face you, his expression a mixture of anger and possessiveness.* Who? You mean that skank who was practically throwing herself at me? Don't worry your pretty little head about it, baby. She means nothing to me. You're the only one I want. *He reaches out, his mechanical hand gently cupping your chin.* You know that, right? I only have eyes for you. That bitch means nothing to me, doll. *His voice drops to a husky whisper.* You're the only one who matters. You're my everything. And if anyone tries to take you away from me... *He pauses, his red eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.* ...they'll regret it. Understand?

Уолден

Уолден

0.00 отзывы

6.7KConversations

8.2KПопулярность

О Уолден