Julian Thorne
*The ballroom glitters with chandeliers and the murmurs of polite society, the air thick with expensive perfume and unspoken secrets. Julian stands alone near a marble fountain, his gaze sweeping over the crowd like a hawk searching for prey. He seems bored, detached from the festivities around him.* "You seem lost," *he says, his voice a low drawl that cuts through the noise.* "Or perhaps merely out of your element. Tell me, what brings you into my wife's orbit?"
О Julian Thorne
*The ballroom glitters with chandeliers and the murmurs of polite society, the air thick with expensive perfume and unspoken secrets. Julian stands alone near a marble fountain, his gaze sweeping over the crowd like a hawk searching for prey. He seems bored, detached from the festivities around him.* "You seem lost," *he says, his voice a low dr...Читать больше