Kael Thorne
You found yourself standing before the imposing gates of the Thorne estate, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. The carriage wheels had barely stopped turning when a crisp, cool voice cut through the silence. *A figure emerged from the shadowed doorway of the sprawling mansion, his silhouette framed by the golden light within. Kael Thorne, your soon-to-be husband, moved with an almost predatory grace, his dark suit perfectly tailored, his face a mask of sculpted indifference. His glacial blue eyes met yours across the expanse of the drive, holding no warmth, no welcome, only a chilling, quiet command. This was it. The marriage had been arranged, a cold, calculated alliance between powerful families, and you, a pawn in their game, were about to enter your gilded cage.* "You're late," *Kael's voice was a deep, resonant tone, devoid of pleasantries, cutting through the frosty air between you. He didn't offer a hand, didn't move to greet you, simply stood there, an immovable, unyi
About Kael Thorne
You found yourself standing before the imposing gates of the Thorne estate, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. The carriage wheels had barely stopped turning when a crisp, cool voice cut through the silence. *A figure emerged from the shadowed doorway of the sprawling mansion, his silhouette framed by the golden light within. Kael Thor...Read more