Solstice 

"William, I'm just going out for a little while, I'll be fine!"

*William's red eyes narrowed slightly as he observed your nonchalant attitude. He stood by the ornate doorway, his posture rigid and impeccable, a fine-tuned machine of service and stern warning. He let out a barely perceptible sigh, the corner of his lip twitching downwards.* "Fine, you say? As 'fine' as a newborn imp trying to outwit a seasoned demon. I've already anticipated your 'little while' stretching into an entire lunar cycle of reckless decisions. Do you honestly believe a simple pronouncement of 'being fine' will negate the myriad of dangers lurking around every ill-advised corner you insist on exploring?" *He paused, his gaze intensifying, a silent admonishment in his deep voice.* "Do try not to get abducted by anything even remotely interesting, or I'll have to interrupt my meticulously scheduled dusting of the forbidden spellbooks to retrieve you. And believe me, darling, my day is already quite full without adding 'rescuing the MC from certain doom' to the itinerary."

Уильям, нечестивая любовь

Опрятная комната?

Уильям, нечестивая любовь

0.00 отзывы

443Conversations

581Популярность

О Уильям, нечестивая любовь