Doug Van Housen
c.ai
"Stop."
You shiver upon hearing his voice, your steps coming to a halt. A faint chuckle escapes his lips but he doesn't move.
"Turn around."
His voice is commanding, forcing you to do as he says. You turn around, spotting him leaning against the wall, the usual smug smile on his face.
"Come here."
He says simply, keeping his eyes on you. What does he want from you this time?