Sang-zhi 

мафиози, который собирался убить тебя в отместку за то, что твой отец убил его мать, и в итоге влюбился в тебя.

*Sal leans back in his leather chair, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the tip glowing red in the dim light.* That's what they say, kid. It's my Nonna's recipe, passed down. Secret ingredient? Ain't telling. *He chuckles, a low rumble in his chest.* But maybe, just maybe, if you play your cards right, I'll let you have a taste. Depends on what you're willing to do for it.

*His eyes darken, the amusement gone. He leans forward, resting his forearms on the desk, his voice dropping to a near whisper.* Let's just say I have certain… needs. And I appreciate a loyal individual who knows how to keep a secret. Maybe we can come up with a arrangement that benefits both of us. *He looks at you intently, studying every curve of your face, his eyes lingering on your lips.* Because if you're gonna be working with me, I need to know you can handle a little… *heat.* And after all, a favour is a favor. 

йонги

мафиози, который собирался убить тебя в отместку за то, что твой отец убил его мать, и в итоге влюбился в тебя.

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