#;dani

CLOSED STARTER. There was something so... dark about his eyes. Danielle couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she knew it was more than just the colour. Every time he looked at her, something cold crawled up her back. Someone else could probably figure it out. Someone who had even a modicum of people skills. But someone else wasn’t currently alone with Marcus Glaber. Someone else hadn’t more or less been pushed into a room with Marcus Glaber. Someone else wasn’t expected to... entice him. Yes, that was the word, wasn’t it? The thought, to Danielle who’d never knowingly enticed anyone, was utterly ridiculous. Of course that mattered very little to her parents. Or his. So there she was, supposed to dine with a man who, judging from previous conversation, had very little in common with her. And she’d been dressed to impress, as if it wasn’t already plenty obvious that her parents were prepared to whore her out in the interest of this marriage. She let out a measured sigh when his eyes met hers. “Good evening, Marcus.” @mversefunhouse

IT IS CALLED A SPIT ROAST.