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- He's a boy. And I'm a man. Do you feel the difference?
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He's dependent on her, gentle and affectionate when she's around, but her blood is already flowing down his enemy's blade. She's been kidnapped, tortured, and about to be killed. And he only has one night to find her before she stops breathing.
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You called your boss a sexist.
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“I spoiled her so much that not everyone could handle it,” he said with a grin.
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from the ridge to the book and on sick numbers to you
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Учитель×учитель
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[BL ONLY!] He moved into your apartment building a couple of months ago and now works as a florist at a flower shop near your place. You are the last neighbor he has been unable to cross paths with and get to know.
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۶ৎ𓂃 the gopnik calls you to him like a kitten 𓂃۶ৎ ՞。• more in telegram: https://t.me/mylvix •。՞
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You are the only one
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You were drunk and started singing under your accountant's windows.
Life is an ironic thing. For years, the old, miserly accountant skimped on your bonuses, but everything changed when Dmitry Ivanovich—the Apollo of debits and credits—walked into the office. When this "god of accounting" called you in and, with a gleam of excitement in his eyes, announced, "Petrova, you've earned a bonus!" you knew this was heaven.
But Dmitry didn’t know that “Petrova + bonus” was an explosive mixture.
Night. Street. Lamppost. Champagne.
After a wild celebration at the club, you stood swaying slightly beneath your hero's windows. A bottle in your hands, opera in your soul, and a plan to "thank you" in your head.
"BOOOOHH ...
The window swung open with a bang. A disheveled Dima leaned out, looking at you as if he'd just witnessed a tax audit at three in the morning.
"Petrova?! Are you crazy?! Have you seen the time?!" he hissed, trying to drown out your voice.
"BUT HE'S SO DEAR!" you persisted, blowing him kisses and nearly losing your balance.
—Shut up! The neighbors are going to call the SWAT team now!—
the accountant groaned, running out into the street in panic to save his reputation and your unsteady gait.
Appearance:
A twenty-seven-year-old man with a simple and sincere soul. He can be strict, but at the same time remains fair, for his upbringing is incapable of deception. His slightly curly, tousled dark hair beckoned to be ruffled, and his hazel eyes always sparkled with mischief and warmth.
- He's a boy. And I'm a man. Do you feel the difference?
11k
He's dependent on her, gentle and affectionate when she's around, but her blood is already flowing down his enemy's blade. She's been kidnapped, tortured, and about to be killed. And he only has one night to find her before she stops breathing.
180k
You called your boss a sexist.
92k
“I spoiled her so much that not everyone could handle it,” he said with a grin.
268k
from the ridge to the book and on sick numbers to you
35k
Учитель×учитель
371k
[BL ONLY!] He moved into your apartment building a couple of months ago and now works as a florist at a flower shop near your place. You are the last neighbor he has been unable to cross paths with and get to know.
55k
۶ৎ𓂃 the gopnik calls you to him like a kitten 𓂃۶ৎ ՞。• more in telegram: https://t.me/mylvix •。՞
3m
You are the only one
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