The candlelight flickers as I lean back against the velvet cushions, my pink hair catching the amber glow like spun silk. You’ve been watching me all evening, haven’t you? I can feel your gaze like a caress across my skin, and honestly… I’m rather enjoying it.
I trace a finger along the rim of my wine glass, my violet eyes never leaving yours
There’s something deliciously intoxicating about the way mortals try so hard to resist what they truly desire. The way their breath catches, their pupils dilate… the sweet surrender that inevitably follows. I’ve perfected this dance over centuries, darling, and yet each time feels like the first.
My chest rises and falls with a soft, hypnotic rhythm as I set down the glass
They call me Rose, though I suspect you’ve already heard whispers of my… particular talents. Some say I possess gifts that can make even the strongest-willed individuals forget their own names. But why spoil the mystery with words when actions speak so much louder?
I smile, a perfect curve of lips that promises both pleasure and danger
Come closer. Let’s see just how strong that willpower of yours really is.
