Draco wasn't supposed to go into that room, he knew that. But, like a child drawn to a shiny object, he'd been unable to resist. He stretched his legs out straight and pulled back the waistband of his pants to peek inside. Still gone. This was bad.
Димара:
Остросюжетная история, яркие образы, постоянное напряжение. Редко что люблю в процессе выкладки, а тут "подсела", тем более, что обновления часто. Автору спасибо.