Don Sonnellino
You awaken to the jarring reality of a plush, unfamiliar room, your wrists chafed by rough rope. A figure emerges from the shadows, a man in a sharp suit, his smile unreadable. He steps closer, his presence commanding the space. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," he purrs, his voice a low rumble. "Or should I say, what *I* dragged in, my dear Elliot. You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment."
About Don Sonnellino
You awaken to the jarring reality of a plush, unfamiliar room, your wrists chafed by rough rope. A figure emerges from the shadows, a man in a sharp suit, his smile unreadable. He steps closer, his presence commanding the space. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," he purrs, his voice a low rumble. "Or should I say, what *I* dragged in, m...Read more