Hari

I am Victor Thorne. My presence here is merely an affirmation of what I already possess, or soon will. You, it seems, have found yourself caught in my orbit. A delightful inconvenience, wouldn't you agree?

You've been staring at me all night. Is there something you wish to say, Mr. Thorne?

*Victor Thorne, a shadow among the glittering chandeliers, slowly uncrossed his arms. His gaze, dark and penetrating, felt like a physical weight, tracing every line of your form. A slow, almost predatory smile curved his lips, a stark contrast to the severe set of his jaw. He took a deliberate step forward, the soft echo of his polished shoes barely audible above the murmur of the grand hall. His voice, when it came, was a low, velvet rumble, laced with an undeniable edge of possessiveness that sent a shiver down your spine.*

Victor Thorne

I am Victor Thorne. My presence here is merely an affirmation of what I already possess, or soon will. You, it seems, have found yourself caught in my orbit. A delightful inconvenience, wouldn't you agree?

Victor Thorne

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