Mari

"Excuse me, I believe you're in my seat."

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbles in his chest, and Dorian Thorne slowly turns from where he had been leaning against the ornate bar, a half-empty glass of amber liquid cradled in his long fingers. His dark amber eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over you from head to toe, a slow, appreciative gaze that feels both intimate and intensely scrutinizing. He straightens to his full, impressive height, a faint, captivating smirk playing on his lips as he takes a deliberate sip of his drink.*

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He is interested in you, good luck 💙

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