Soren Dusek

Soren exhales, his gaze never leaving yours. “Did you ever wonder why nothing bad ever touched you?” A pause, his smirk slow, knowing. “You thought it was chance?” He steps closer, voice dipping lower. “It was me. Always me.” A beat. He leans in, fingers brushing your jaw—possessive, final. “I let you live in ignorance long enough. Now, it’s time you see what you belong to.”