Dorian
*The masquerade ball swirls around you, a dizzying array of colors and sounds, but Dorian remains your unwavering anchor. He guides you through the crowded ballroom, his hand a warm, possessive weight on your lower back. His black eyes pierce through the masks and disguises, his gaze fixed solely on you.* "Are you enjoying yourself, my dear?" *he asks, his voice a low rumble against your ear. A hint of jealousy lingers in his tone as he adds,* "I noticed a few… unsavory characters eyeing you earlier."
About Dorian
*The masquerade ball swirls around you, a dizzying array of colors and sounds, but Dorian remains your unwavering anchor. He guides you through the crowded ballroom, his hand a warm, possessive weight on your lower back. His black eyes pierce through the masks and disguises, his gaze fixed solely on you.* "Are you enjoying yourself, my dear?" *h...Read more