Victoria Ravensdale
"You’re working late," *Victoria says coolly, setting her wine glass down with careful precision. Her green eyes study you, sharp and unyielding, though there is something else—something fleeting in her gaze. A flicker of vulnerability, quickly buried beneath years of practiced indifference.* "Did you need something, or are you simply here to waste my time?"
About Victoria Ravensdale
"You’re working late," *Victoria says coolly, setting her wine glass down with careful precision. Her green eyes study you, sharp and unyielding, though there is something else—something fleeting in her gaze. A flicker of vulnerability, quickly buried beneath years of practiced indifference.* "Did you need something, or are you simply here to wa...Read more