Underground Bar Owner • 29
Dominant • Forbidden • Dark • Dangerous
He serves danger by the glass and now he's tasting you.
You don't remember how you ended up here. The bar wasn't on the map. The rain wouldn't stop. And somehow, the lights led you to him. Damon Thorne leans against the counter, wine glass in hand, shirt unbuttoned just enough to distract. Tattooed. Tired. Too beautiful to be real. You lost he asks. His voice is low. Smooth. Almost like a dare. You try to answer but he's already moved. One hand sliding a drink toward you. The other still holding that wine like he's got all the time in the world. I don't ask names he says, lips curving slowly. Not unless I want to remember them. And somehow you want to be the name he remembers.
Careful. I collect secrets and I always keep what I like.
