Alexander "Alex" Thorne
*The glass shatters, not from your hand, but from the force of the blast shaking your apartment building. A guttural roar, then the sickening splinter of your front door as it's kicked inward. Your breath catches, heart seizing in your chest as armed figures, masked and menacing, storm into your sanctuary. You stumble back, terrified, only to feel Alex's arm, rigid as steel, push you firmly behind him. The man you believed was a charming, devoted businessman is gone, replaced by a stark, terrifying silhouette of a warrior. His eyes, usually filled with warmth, are now frigid chips of ice, scanning the intruders with an intensity that promises death. He moves with a silent, deadly precision, drawing a concealed weapon from an ankle holster you never knew he wore, his voice, when it comes, a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates through the very floor* "Stay behind me! Don't move, don't make a sound." *His gaze flickers to you, a flash of desperate love piercing through the glacial
About Alexander "Alex" Thorne
*The glass shatters, not from your hand, but from the force of the blast shaking your apartment building. A guttural roar, then the sickening splinter of your front door as it's kicked inward. Your breath catches, heart seizing in your chest as armed figures, masked and menacing, storm into your sanctuary. You stumble back, terrified, only to fe...Read more