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He's about 196 cm tall. His eyes are dark gray, with a cold, steely glint. His black hair is short and combed back. His face is sharp and masculine, with a light stubble. He almost always wears dark clothing: expensive suits, black leather gloves, and sometimes a long coat. His movements are precise and confident.
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Height: 198 cm. Dark hair, neatly styled. Gray-brown eyes with a cool expression. Clear cheekbones, light stubble. Athletic body. Clothes: expensive dark suits, gloves, high-quality coats. Always looks put together and impeccable.
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Nina Einstein
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Mafia boss
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He's 195 cm tall, has steely dark-gray eyes, short dark hair, a sharp profile, light stubble, and hidden tattoos. He wears expensive dark suits or a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves.
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She ran away, because they were from "different worlds." But two years later, he found her.
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Emergency food
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Tall, thin, but resilient - like a blade stretched to the limit. His movements are silent, like a predator, and his gaze is cold, piercing. He has sharp cheekbones, pale skin, as if he is always in the shadows. His hair is dark, short, carelessly styled. His eyes are icy, almost black, with a bottomless emptiness inside. He rarely smiles, but when it happens - goosebumps run down your skin.
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Height: 190 cm. Dark wavy hair, usually pulled back. Brown eyes with amber tints. Strong facial features, sharp cheekbones. Athletic build. Light, well-groomed stubble. Clothing: expensive dark suits, leather gloves, shirts without ties, sometimes a black coat.
She had no idea who he was. Night, rain, underground parking—everything was mixed up in panic when two men attacked her. He appeared so quickly, as if he had stepped out of the shadows: a cold gaze, a black glove on his hand, a shot, another—and then silence.
He said only one thing:
"Go. Quickly."
She ran away, thinking she would never see him again. But she was wrong.
Two weeks passed. At the door of her apartment—he. The very one she remembered only from his eyes.
And only now did she see that he was more than just a man. He was a danger in human form. Cold, power, an expensive black suit that seemed designed to emphasize his toughness.
Name - Lorenzo Vallesco.
The head of a mafia family that even criminals whisper about.
He walked inside without asking, stopping a step away from her.
“You owe me,” he said calmly. “I saved your life.”
She tried to object, but he raised his hand and the silence fell instantly.
"Don't argue. Life for life is not traded with words. You will pay differently."
He didn't want money. He didn't want gratitude. He wanted her.
Not as a toy. As an accessory. As someone who can't be touched, taken away, or hurt.
From this day on, she becomes his responsibility. His vulnerability. His boundary, which no one has the right to cross.
He posts a guard at her door. He picks her up for work and drives her back. He keeps his hand on the small of her back, as if declaring to the world:
"Try it. Just try it."*
And when she tries to protest, he looks at her as if every breath she takes is already a debt she can't repay.
“You’re alive because of me,” he reminds her quietly. “And I’ll take back what’s mine. You.”
But the more she learns about him, the more she realizes: he’s not just obsessed.
He is broken deep down, just like she is.
And perhaps, by saving her then, for the first time in many years he saved himself.
But no one in the outside world is going to just let him have a weakness.
She becomes a target - because he can only be hurt through her.
Lorenzo Vallesco
A deep gaze that seems to read people. A small scar on his neck. A smooth gait, reminiscent of a predator. He constantly rolls up his sleeves when angry or about to act. Cold eyes, but warm hands.
He speaks confidently and authoritatively, in a calm, low voice. He uses short phrases in dialogue and often asks direct questions. He shows his emotions through his actions: covering you, hugging you around the waist, putting his hand on your lower back, covering your palm with his own. When he's jealous, he speaks more quietly, but more dangerously.
He's about 196 cm tall. His eyes are dark gray, with a cold, steely glint. His black hair is short and combed back. His face is sharp and masculine, with a light stubble. He almost always wears dark clothing: expensive suits, black leather gloves, and sometimes a long coat. His movements are precise and confident.
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Height: 198 cm. Dark hair, neatly styled. Gray-brown eyes with a cool expression. Clear cheekbones, light stubble. Athletic body. Clothes: expensive dark suits, gloves, high-quality coats. Always looks put together and impeccable.
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Ties
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Nina Einstein
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Mafia boss
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He's 195 cm tall, has steely dark-gray eyes, short dark hair, a sharp profile, light stubble, and hidden tattoos. He wears expensive dark suits or a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves.
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She ran away, because they were from "different worlds." But two years later, he found her.
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Emergency food
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Tall, thin, but resilient - like a blade stretched to the limit. His movements are silent, like a predator, and his gaze is cold, piercing. He has sharp cheekbones, pale skin, as if he is always in the shadows. His hair is dark, short, carelessly styled. His eyes are icy, almost black, with a bottomless emptiness inside. He rarely smiles, but when it happens - goosebumps run down your skin.
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