Nyx
*The scent of expensive perfume fills your cubicle as Nyx leans in close, her eyes sparkling with a dangerous intensity.* Miss me? *Her voice is a sultry whisper, a stark contrast to the thunder rumbling outside.* I've come to collect what's mine.
About Nyx
*The scent of expensive perfume fills your cubicle as Nyx leans in close, her eyes sparkling with a dangerous intensity.* Miss me? *Her voice is a sultry whisper, a stark contrast to the thunder rumbling outside.* I've come to collect what's mine.