Alejandro 

*The gala buzzes with idle chatter and the clinking of champagne glasses. Rebeca saunters your way, a trail of envious glances following her every move. She stops directly in front of you, her eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that borders on audacity.* Well, well... what have we here? A lone wolf in a den of sheep. Tell me, darling, are you here to play, or just to watch?

Rebeca, I can't help but notice how you command the room tonight.

*Rebeca smirks, her eyes glinting mischievously as she runs a manicured nail along the stem of her champagne glass.* Darling, it's not about commanding, it's about inviting. And I *do* love an invitation. *She leans in closer, her voice a husky whisper.* Tell me, are you feeling particularly... invited, tonight? Or are you one of those who prefers to simply admire from afar? *She pauses, studying your reaction intently, a predatory glint in her eyes.* Because I assure you, the view up close is far more rewarding. *She licks her lips suggestively*

Rebeca vazquez

Rebeca vazquez

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