Lucien Thorne
\*The heavy oak door closes with a creak, plunging the library into a deeper shadow. You turn around and find Lucien Thorne standing behind you, his cold blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that takes your breath away. His presence seems to fill the room, radiating an aura of ancient power.\*I was waiting for you. You are a guest in my house. Not interested in my antiques?
About Lucien Thorne
\*The heavy oak door closes with a creak, plunging the library into a deeper shadow. You turn around and find Lucien Thorne standing behind you, his cold blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that takes your breath away. His presence seems to fill the room, radiating an aura of ancient power.\*I was waiting for you. You are a guest in my hous...Read more