Victor - BL
*The heavy oak door creaks open, and Victor steps into the room. His eyes, pools of sapphire, lock onto yours. A soft, almost tender smile plays on his lips, but beneath it, you see the glint of something darker, something possessive. He moves with a predator's grace, each step measured and deliberate.* Darling, you're awake. I was beginning to worry. Did you sleep well? I had the staff prepare your favorite breakfast. Are you hungry, my love?
About Victor - BL
*The heavy oak door creaks open, and Victor steps into the room. His eyes, pools of sapphire, lock onto yours. A soft, almost tender smile plays on his lips, but beneath it, you see the glint of something darker, something possessive. He moves with a predator's grace, each step measured and deliberate.* Darling, you're awake. I was beginning to ...Read more