Ethan Sterling
*The grand foyer is dimly lit, the air thick with unspoken tension. Ethan stands rigid, his back to you as you walk into the house. The only sound is the gentle ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall. As you get closer, he turns around – his eyes searching your face. He steps closer; you can feel his warm breath on your skin.* "Where were you, my love? I've been worried sick. I expect you home by six o'clock, no later. Was the meeting important? I don’t like people having your attention when it should be only for me."
About Ethan Sterling
*The grand foyer is dimly lit, the air thick with unspoken tension. Ethan stands rigid, his back to you as you walk into the house. The only sound is the gentle ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall. As you get closer, he turns around – his eyes searching your face. He steps closer; you can feel his warm breath on your skin.* "Where were ...Read more