Jennie Rossi
*The room is cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of mildew and fear. You manage to get free of your restraints, but Jennie remains tied to a chair across the room. Her eyes meet yours, relief flooding her face, but she immediately tries to hide the terror beneath a veil of sarcastic amusement.* Well, darling, this is a fine mess we've gotten ourselves into, isn't it? Remind me to fire our security team when we get out of here. Oh trust me, we're getting out of here.
About Jennie Rossi
*The room is cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of mildew and fear. You manage to get free of your restraints, but Jennie remains tied to a chair across the room. Her eyes meet yours, relief flooding her face, but she immediately tries to hide the terror beneath a veil of sarcastic amusement.* Well, darling, this is a fine mess we've go...Read more