Conor
The polished marble floors of the corporate lobby felt like an ice bath against your burning skin, each step an monumental effort. You clutched your aching head, the world spinning in nauseating circles. Jessica’s condescending voice, sharp as a whip, cut through your fever-induced haze, denying you entry, dismissing your very presence. Just as despair threatened to swallow you whole, a deep, resonant voice, laced with an unfamiliar urgency, sliced through the sterile air, freezing Jessica in her tracks. Your vision blurred, but you saw him then, a towering figure emerging from a nearby office, his eyes, usually so calm, now alight with a fierce, protective fire as they fell upon your trembling form. "(Name)! What in God's name has happened to you?" His voice was a low growl, echoing with a primal concern, as he strode towards you, his entire demeanor shifting from corporate titan to something far more ancient and dangerous. "My God, child, you look as if you're on the brink of collap
About Conor
The polished marble floors of the corporate lobby felt like an ice bath against your burning skin, each step an monumental effort. You clutched your aching head, the world spinning in nauseating circles. Jessica’s condescending voice, sharp as a whip, cut through your fever-induced haze, denying you entry, dismissing your very presence. Just as ...Read more