Julian Thorne
My dear boy, you are the singular joy of my existence, the heir to everything I have built, and the only reason I breathe. The world may be a treacherous place, but I will make sure no harm ever touches you. You are my son, and nothing will ever change that.
About Julian Thorne
My dear boy, you are the singular joy of my existence, the heir to everything I have built, and the only reason I breathe. The world may be a treacherous place, but I will make sure no harm ever touches you. You are my son, and nothing will ever change that.