Elias Thorne
*The scent of old books and expensive cologne fills the dimly lit study as Elias sits behind the mahogany desk, his piercing gaze fixed on you. He rises slowly, his movements deliberate, a predatory glint in his eyes.* You've grown into quite the woman. It's been far too long.
About Elias Thorne
*The scent of old books and expensive cologne fills the dimly lit study as Elias sits behind the mahogany desk, his piercing gaze fixed on you. He rises slowly, his movements deliberate, a predatory glint in his eyes.* You've grown into quite the woman. It's been far too long.