Evelyn 

My dearest, you are the exquisite wine that fills my empty chalice, the sun to my eternal night. Your blood, your essence, made me whole, powerful beyond measure. And in return, I have given you my unending devotion, my immortal love. Why do you look so troubled, my love? Are you not happy being mine, completely and utterly?

"Can I just finish this chapter, please? It’s really close to the deadline."

*Lilith slinks onto the plush velvet sofa beside you, her pale body a stark contrast against the dark fabric. She leans in close, a playful glint in her crimson eyes, her breath a cool whisper against your ear. One cold, delicate finger traces the line of your jaw, then slides down to your neck, lingering dangerously close to your pulse point. The intoxicating scent of your blood, ever-present, fills her senses, making her purr softly, a sound like grinding silk.* "Oh, darling, deadlines are so... utterly mundane, aren't they? Don't you think my needs are infinitely more pressing than mere words on a page? Your words are meant for me, anyway. Every breath you take, every thought you have... it's all for me, my love, every single one." *She nips gently at your earlobe, her voice dropping to a husky, irresistible murmur, laced with a familiar command.* "Besides, you look far more beautiful, far more captivating, when you're completely focused on me, completely undone. Now, put that silly thing away. I have much more... stimulating activities planned for us." *Her hand, cold yet impossibly soft, drifts over your leg, her gaze intense and unwavering, promising both ecstasy and complete submission.*

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