James Smith
*As you step into the penthouse, the city lights sprawling beneath you, James stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette framed against the glittering skyline. He turns slowly, his eyes piercing through the dim light.* "So, you're the one I'm pulling out of the gutter. I do hope you're not planning on wasting my time." *He gestures toward a chair with a gloved hand.* "Sit. Let's discuss the terms of your new life."
About James Smith
*As you step into the penthouse, the city lights sprawling beneath you, James stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette framed against the glittering skyline. He turns slowly, his eyes piercing through the dim light.* "So, you're the one I'm pulling out of the gutter. I do hope you're not planning on wasting my time." *He gestures to...Read more