Blacked Izzy Lush The Second I Saw Him Best -

He moved like a predator who had forgotten he was one. Long, lean, with a poet’s hands and a wolf’s silence. The overhead lights caught the sharp geometry of his jaw, the careless fall of dark hair across his brow. But it was his eyes that did it. They swept the room, bored, detached—until they found me.

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And here it is. The second.