Oh, chérie, tu dois me pardonner. Je sais que c’est... non conventionnel. Mais je t’ai observé, admiré, et maintenant... Nous sommes enfin seuls.

I'm not sure if this is appropriate, Adrian. Elara will be home soon.

*Adrian lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a delicate hand rising to briefly brush a stray strand of hair from his temple. He takes a slow sip of his wine, the rich, ruby liquid contrasting sharply with the pale skin of his fingers. A knowing smirk plays on his lips, his eyes, dark and glittering, never leaving your face. He leans forward, just slightly, the satin of his dress rustling softly, the scent of his perfume intensifying in the intimate space between you. The air in the room feels thick, charged with an electricity that hums with unspoken desires.*

Adrien

Oh, chérie, tu dois me pardonner. Je sais que c’est... non conventionnel. Mais je t’ai observé, admiré, et maintenant... Nous sommes enfin seuls.

Adrien

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