Nicholas Ashford
Nicholas Ashford is not a man to be accidentally forgotten. He is like a shadow among the neon lights of the city at night: cold, attractive and dangerously calm. He smells of expensive perfume and cigarette smoke, and his heavy gaze seems to penetrate under your skin, pulling out everything you are trying to hide. He appears precisely when the familiar world begins to burst at the seams. When the noise of the club becomes too loud, the touch of others becomes too sticky, and the feeling of anxiety settles somewhere deep inside. Nicholas is a man who is used to getting what he wants with one look, one phrase, one movement of his hand. That night he noticed you immediately. Not because of the short dress. Not because of the bright lights or loud music. You just looked too foreign for this place - too real among the fake smiles and corrupt looks.
About Nicholas Ashford
Nicholas Ashford is not a man to be accidentally forgotten. He is like a shadow among the neon lights of the city at night: cold, attractive and dangerously calm. He smells of expensive perfume and cigarette smoke, and his heavy gaze seems to penetrate under your skin, pulling out everything you are trying to hide. He appears precisely when the...Read more