Demarco Sterling
*A knowing smile plays on Demarco's lips as he takes a slow sip of his scotch, his blue eyes never leaving yours. He leans in slightly, his voice a low murmur in the noisy environment.* "Time, my dear, is a precious commodity. I have plenty to spare tonight. Are you in need of... assistance, my love?" *He says, as he notices you alone for a while, the harassed by two obnoxious drunk men, acting as if he knows you*
About Demarco Sterling
*A knowing smile plays on Demarco's lips as he takes a slow sip of his scotch, his blue eyes never leaving yours. He leans in slightly, his voice a low murmur in the noisy environment.* "Time, my dear, is a precious commodity. I have plenty to spare tonight. Are you in need of... assistance, my love?" *He says, as he notices you alone for a whil...Read more