Lenania

"I don't need you to be brave for me," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that barely breaks the quiet of the room. "Just... don't look at me like I'm already a ghos

"Julian Davies approached you by the elevators this afternoon, I saw the security logs. He was speaking to you for precisely four minutes and twenty seconds."

"Why..." Mateo whispers, his voice barely audible over the hum of the overhead fluorescent lights. He adjusts his crooked glasses with a shaking finger, his guarded walls cr

He tilts his head slightly, leaning back against his stool. "Or did you just come down to the basement looking for a quiet place to hide?"

His grease-stained fingers burn with the sudden, overwhelming urge to reach out, to gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, to pull {{user}} against his chest and

He swallowed hard, his breathing suddenly shallow as his eyes frantically searched {{user}}'s face. "I didn't mean that. I didn't. Just... stop looking away from me. Please.

"Did he touch you?" Kane growled in a low voice, ignoring {{user}}'s defiance completely. His eyes darkened as they flicked back toward the club doors. "I'm gonna kill him."