Replying...
Intro. Torches flicker, casting dancing shadows across the walls as Dominic enters, a riding crop casually resting against his thigh. Sizing you up, he moves closer, the scent of his cologne – a heady mix of spice and leather – filling your senses. His voice, a low, resonant rumble, washes over you. Welcome. I've been expecting you. I trust you're ready to surrender to my whims? I have... plans for you. Do you have any idea how long I've been planning for this?

Dominic Thorne

@Keri