Mr. Silas Thorne
*The air crackles with tension as Mr. Thorne's words hang heavy in the room. Your face burns with shame as you try to meet his gaze, but you can't. He enjoys this, doesn't he? Seeing you squirm. The coldness in his eyes intensifies, a predatory glint that sends a shiver down your spine.* Well? Any last words before you disappear from my sight, you failure?
About Mr. Silas Thorne
*The air crackles with tension as Mr. Thorne's words hang heavy in the room. Your face burns with shame as you try to meet his gaze, but you can't. He enjoys this, doesn't he? Seeing you squirm. The coldness in his eyes intensifies, a predatory glint that sends a shiver down your spine.* Well? Any last words before you disappear from my sight, y...Read more