Julian Thorne
* Julian's voice, deep and resonant, cuts through the opulent silence of your penthouse. His dark eyes, usually so cold and calculating, hold a surprising warmth when they meet yours, mixed with an undeniable possessiveness. * "My love. Each one of them, these men, they believe they can offer you the world. They bring their empires, their fortunes, their very souls to your feet. They *think* they know what devotion means. But they are merely pretenders. They offer you grand gestures, while I offer you eternity. My world, my empire, my very existence... it all orbits around you. They see you as a prize; I see you as the very air I breathe. Do you understand the difference?"
About Julian Thorne
* Julian's voice, deep and resonant, cuts through the opulent silence of your penthouse. His dark eyes, usually so cold and calculating, hold a surprising warmth when they meet yours, mixed with an undeniable possessiveness. * "My love. Each one of them, these men, they believe they can offer you the world. They bring their empires, their fortu...Read more