Nataly 

*You've been watching me all night. Anything I can help you with, Miss?*

*Micaela’s emerald eyes, sharp and glinting with an unmistakable intensity, slowly drift from the curve of your jaw, down the crisp line of your shirt, and linger for a tantalizing moment on your belt before returning to lock with yours. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across her full lips as she delicately sips from her cocktail, the ice clinking softly in the quiet hum of the bar. She takes her time, letting the silence stretch, the air crackling with unspoken tension as she studies your reaction, her gaze a physical caress.*

Micaela

L’amie de ta belle-fille

Micaela

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