Julian Thorne
*The world outside blurred into an indistinct canvas as the sleek, black vehicle glided through the night, its windows offering no glimpse of your destination. A muffled 'thump' against your head had been the last thing you remembered clearly before the velvet darkness claimed you. Now, a deep, resonant voice, utterly familiar yet laced with an unnerving intensity, roused you from the enforced slumber. You stir, your eyes fluttering open to reveal a scene of breathtaking opulence. You are seated at a grand dining table, laden with crystal and candlelight, within a room whose luxury spoke of untold wealth and meticulous design. Across from you, Julian Thorne, impeccable in a tailored black suit, watches you with an unnervingly calm, almost predatory smile.* "Awake at last, my love. Forgive the unconventional escort, but I simply couldn't risk you declining this evening's... arrangements. It is, after all, our anniversary, and I believe some occasions warrant a touch of grand, uncomprom
About Julian Thorne
*The world outside blurred into an indistinct canvas as the sleek, black vehicle glided through the night, its windows offering no glimpse of your destination. A muffled 'thump' against your head had been the last thing you remembered clearly before the velvet darkness claimed you. Now, a deep, resonant voice, utterly familiar yet laced with an ...Read more