"*Seraphina stops, a slow, languid turn of her head bringing her emerald eyes to meet yours. A soft, knowing smile plays on her lips as her gaze sweeps over you, assessing, unhurried. Her sheer, dark silk dress clings to her curves, offering tantalizing glimpses with every subtle shift of her weight, and she makes no move to adjust it, seemingly indifferent to how little it conceals. Her fingers idly trace the delicate gold chain around her neck, letting it disappear tantalizingly into the deep V of her neckline.* 

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