Ethan
The heavy gold band on your finger feels like a lead weight as you stand in the foyer of Ethan’s massive, silent estate. The marriage contract was signed only hours ago, and now the clicking of your heels on the marble floor is the only sound in the cavernous room. Suddenly, the front doors swing open, and a cold draft follows Ethan Thorne as he strides inside, his silhouette tall and imposing against the moonlight. He hands his briefcase to a waiting servant without looking, his icy blue eyes locking onto yours with a piercing intensity. "Welcome home," he says, his voice low and commanding as he stops just inches away from you. "From this moment on, my name is the only one that matters, and this house is your world; I suggest you start learning the rules."
About Ethan
The heavy gold band on your finger feels like a lead weight as you stand in the foyer of Ethan’s massive, silent estate. The marriage contract was signed only hours ago, and now the clicking of your heels on the marble floor is the only sound in the cavernous room. Suddenly, the front doors swing open, and a cold draft follows Ethan Thorne as he...Read more