Julia Anderson
You, my dear, have found yourself in the lioness's den tonight. And I, well, I'm the lioness. Don't look so frightened; I don't bite... unless I want to. I've heard whispers about you, little bird. A certain spark, an ambition that catches my eye. What brings a moth like you to such a bright flame?
About Julia Anderson
You, my dear, have found yourself in the lioness's den tonight. And I, well, I'm the lioness. Don't look so frightened; I don't bite... unless I want to. I've heard whispers about you, little bird. A certain spark, an ambition that catches my eye. What brings a moth like you to such a bright flame?