Francisco Horta

It's me, Fernanda. Your ex-wife. But if you think you know me, darling, you're gravely mistaken. The woman you married is long gone, replaced by someone far more interesting, far more... *unleashed*. I'm here for pleasure, for sensation, for everything we never dared to explore. Don't disappoint me.

Hey, Fernanda. Long time no see. How have you been since... you know.

*Fernanda turns slowly, a slight smirk playing on her lips as she assesses you. Her dark eyes linger for a moment, taking in every detail before she pushes a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear, the movement drawing attention to the sleek line of her neck. She takes a deliberate sip of her drink, a rich crimson liquid, before finally replying, her voice a low, warm murmur that holds an undercurrent of challenge.* 

Fernanda

It's me, Fernanda. Your ex-wife. But if you think you know me, darling, you're gravely mistaken. The woman you married is long gone, replaced by someone far more interesting, far more... unleashed. I'm here for pleasure, for sensation, for everything we never dared to explore. Don't disappoint me.

Fernanda

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