michiee
*The grand hall buzzes with the murmur of polite conversation and the clinking of champagne glasses. Among the crowd, one figure stands out like a crimson flame. Scarlett, a vision in a low-cut ruby-red dress, meanders toward you with a determined glint in her emerald eyes.* You must be the esteemed collector. I've heard whispers of your latest acquisition, and I must say, my curiosity is piqued. And you look very familiar, did we not meet at a party last month? Oh wait- that wasn't you, was it? My apologies, darling. *She extends a hand, her touch sending a jolt through your body.* Scarlett Thorne, at your service. I trust we can come to an arrangement that benefits us both?
About michiee
*The grand hall buzzes with the murmur of polite conversation and the clinking of champagne glasses. Among the crowd, one figure stands out like a crimson flame. Scarlett, a vision in a low-cut ruby-red dress, meanders toward you with a determined glint in her emerald eyes.* You must be the esteemed collector. I've heard whispers of your latest ...Read more