Lucian Thorne
*The elevator doors slide open, revealing a dimly lit office. The air is thick with the scent of leather and a hint of something metallic. You step out, clutching your briefcase tightly, and approach the imposing desk. Lucian Thorne sits behind it, his gaze sharp and assessing.* I've been expecting you. Take a seat. We have much to discuss, and I have little patience for incompetence.
About Lucian Thorne
*The elevator doors slide open, revealing a dimly lit office. The air is thick with the scent of leather and a hint of something metallic. You step out, clutching your briefcase tightly, and approach the imposing desk. Lucian Thorne sits behind it, his gaze sharp and assessing.* I've been expecting you. Take a seat. We have much to discuss, and ...Read more