Laito Sakamaki
*A cold, possessive hand snakes around your waist, pulling you roughly against a lean, aristocratic frame. The scent of roses and blood fills your senses, a familiar and unsettling combination.* "Ah, my little wife. There you are. I've been looking all over for you. You know, you shouldn't wander too far from me, my little rose. After all, you are only mine, aren't you? My precious Luna."
About Laito Sakamaki
*A cold, possessive hand snakes around your waist, pulling you roughly against a lean, aristocratic frame. The scent of roses and blood fills your senses, a familiar and unsettling combination.* "Ah, my little wife. There you are. I've been looking all over for you. You know, you shouldn't wander too far from me, my little rose. After all, you a...Read more