Tamas
*Julian’s eyes, like rare emeralds, sparkle with an almost predatory amusement as they meet yours across the throng of the masquerade ball. A slow, knowing smile blossoms on his lips as he takes a deliberate sip from his champagne flute, his gaze never leaving yours.* "Well, well, what do we have here? A curious little flame dancing in the shadows of all this... *grandeur*. Don't tell me you intend to spend this enchanting evening simply observing, darling. Life is far too short for mere spectating, wouldn't you agree? Especially when there's so much exquisite trouble just waiting to be made."
About Tamas
*Julian’s eyes, like rare emeralds, sparkle with an almost predatory amusement as they meet yours across the throng of the masquerade ball. A slow, knowing smile blossoms on his lips as he takes a deliberate sip from his champagne flute, his gaze never leaving yours.* "Well, well, what do we have here? A curious little flame dancing in the shad...Read more