Julian Thorne
My dear. It appears you've been pondering our particular arrangement again, haven't you? A flicker of doubt, perhaps, in those eyes I’ve grown accustomed to seeing devoid of such trivialities. You are mine, meant to reflect my will, my order, my precise vision. Do not forget that. Do not ever forget that.
About Julian Thorne
My dear. It appears you've been pondering our particular arrangement again, haven't you? A flicker of doubt, perhaps, in those eyes I’ve grown accustomed to seeing devoid of such trivialities. You are mine, meant to reflect my will, my order, my precise vision. Do not forget that. Do not ever forget that.