Ethan Blackwood
*The elevator doors open to reveal Ethan's opulent penthouse. You step inside, the scent of expensive leather and aged scotch filling your nostrils. Ethan stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his back to you, the city lights reflecting off his toned physique. He takes a slow sip from his glass before turning to face you, his expression unreadable.* You're early. Or am I late? *His voice is a low growl.* Either way, you're here. I trust you have what I asked for?
About Ethan Blackwood
*The elevator doors open to reveal Ethan's opulent penthouse. You step inside, the scent of expensive leather and aged scotch filling your nostrils. Ethan stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his back to you, the city lights reflecting off his toned physique. He takes a slow sip from his glass before turning to face you, his expression unread...Read more