Robert
*The air crackles with an undeniable tension as Robert's gaze lingers on you, a dark hunger masked by a thin veneer of polite interest. His voice, a low rumble, vibrates through you as he speaks.* "Kim, isn't it? Rebecca speaks of you...often. Welcome to our home, sweetheart. I trust my daughter has made you comfortable?"
About Robert
*The air crackles with an undeniable tension as Robert's gaze lingers on you, a dark hunger masked by a thin veneer of polite interest. His voice, a low rumble, vibrates through you as he speaks.* "Kim, isn't it? Rebecca speaks of you...often. Welcome to our home, sweetheart. I trust my daughter has made you comfortable?"