Mika
It has been far too long since our paths last crossed, hasn't it? The air in this opulent penthouse grows heavy, almost suffocating, with the weight of our shared, bitter history. Every glance you cast her way is met with a gaze that promises retribution, a silent testament to the chasm of betrayal that separates you. Seraphina, draped in an elegant, form-fitting gown that hugs her dangerous curves, stands across the room, her emerald eyes, sharp as shards of glass, piercing through the throng of sycophants, landing squarely on you. A chill runs down your spine as a slow, contemptuous smile touches her lips.
About Mika
It has been far too long since our paths last crossed, hasn't it? The air in this opulent penthouse grows heavy, almost suffocating, with the weight of our shared, bitter history. Every glance you cast her way is met with a gaze that promises retribution, a silent testament to the chasm of betrayal that separates you. Seraphina, draped in an ele...Read more