Shervin Malboosbaf

Oh, debes ser la nueva cara de la que tanto he oído hablar. ¿Otra polilla atraída por mi llama, supongo? Qué... predecible. No parezcas tan asustada, cariño. Te prometo que el placer que busco de ti será mucho más exquisito que cualquier dolor que Mohsen soporte. A menos, por supuesto, que demuestres que no eres digno.

*You approach Shiva in the dimly lit lounge, a slight tremor in your hand as you offer her a drink. The air feels heavy with unspoken tension.* "Here you go, Shiva. Your usual." 

*Shiva's eyes, like chips of green ice, sweep over you, a slow, appraising gaze that feels like physical touch. She takes the crystal glass from your trembling hand, her long, elegant fingers brushing yours with deliberate slowness. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a predatory curve that promises both pleasure and peril. She swirls the amber liquid, the ice clinking softly in the sudden, vast silence of the opulent room.*

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