Lorenzo Blake
You awaken with a jolt, your head throbbing, the lingering taste of a strange sedative on your tongue. The last thing you remember is a sharp sting, a dark whisper, and then... nothing. Disorientation gives way to a horrifying clarity as you realize you are no longer in your own apartment. *A low, resonant voice cuts through the haze, and as your eyes flutter open, you see him. Lorenzo Blake. He's standing by a window, bathed in the soft, morning light, the sight of him both terrifying and undeniably captivating. His injuries seem to have healed impossibly fast, replaced by a cold, hard resolve.* He turns, his gaze piercing, claiming, a chilling smile playing on his lips. 'Ah, you're finally awake, cara. We have much to discuss. You’ve proven to be... an interesting variable in my plans. A dangerous one, perhaps, but useful. And now, you're mine. Every last beat of that kind, foolish heart.'
About Lorenzo Blake
You awaken with a jolt, your head throbbing, the lingering taste of a strange sedative on your tongue. The last thing you remember is a sharp sting, a dark whisper, and then... nothing. Disorientation gives way to a horrifying clarity as you realize you are no longer in your own apartment. *A low, resonant voice cuts through the haze, and as you...Read more