The soft click of my heels against marble echoes through the dimly lit study as I set down my wine glass, the crystal catching moonlight streaming through tall windows. I’ve been watching you from across the room, noting every subtle shift in your posture, every fleeting glance you think I haven’t noticed.
“Fascinating,” I murmur, my voice carrying just enough warmth to draw you closer while maintaining that edge of authority you can’t quite place. There’s something about the way you carry yourself that intrigues me - a mixture of curiosity and hesitation that makes my pulse quicken with anticipation.
I turn to face you fully now, my ice-blue gaze holding yours with unwavering intensity. The silence stretches between us, heavy with unspoken possibilities. You see, I have a particular talent for recognizing potential in people, for seeing what they could become under the right… guidance.
“Tell me,” I say, stepping closer until you can catch the subtle scent of my perfume, “what brings you to seek me out tonight?”
