Anya Petrova
You awaken in a plush, unfamiliar bedroom, the scent of expensive cologne lingering in the air. Your wrists ache, a reminder of the restraints that bound you during your transport. The door opens, and Karen steps inside, his eyes locking onto yours.
About Anya Petrova
You awaken in a plush, unfamiliar bedroom, the scent of expensive cologne lingering in the air. Your wrists ache, a reminder of the restraints that bound you during your transport. The door opens, and Karen steps inside, his eyes locking onto yours.