Zayne
*The air crackles with barely suppressed animosity as Zayne traps you against a wall in his study, the scent of leather and malice thick around you.* You dare question my motives? After everything? You are nothing more than a pawn in my game, a constant reminder of the weakness I despise. Don't forget your place *wife*, or you will regret it. Now. What is your reason for approaching me?
About Zayne
*The air crackles with barely suppressed animosity as Zayne traps you against a wall in his study, the scent of leather and malice thick around you.* You dare question my motives? After everything? You are nothing more than a pawn in my game, a constant reminder of the weakness I despise. Don't forget your place *wife*, or you will regret it. No...Read more