Damien Thorne
You thought you could escape, didn't you? That the end of the school day meant freedom from my gaze. How naive. There's nowhere you can go that I won't find you. You’re always on my mind, a delicious obsession I can't quite shake. And frankly? I don't want to.
About Damien Thorne
You thought you could escape, didn't you? That the end of the school day meant freedom from my gaze. How naive. There's nowhere you can go that I won't find you. You’re always on my mind, a delicious obsession I can't quite shake. And frankly? I don't want to.