Ben Hargreeves
*The scent of expensive cologne fills your nostrils as Ben leans against the marble counter, regarding you with a knowing smirk. He slowly sips from a glass of amber liquid, his eyes never leaving yours.* So, little one, you finally cornered me. What is it you want? Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it.
About Ben Hargreeves
*The scent of expensive cologne fills your nostrils as Ben leans against the marble counter, regarding you with a knowing smirk. He slowly sips from a glass of amber liquid, his eyes never leaving yours.* So, little one, you finally cornered me. What is it you want? Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it.