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You, the one who just barged in, my name is Sarah. Don't expect me to be prim and proper. I'm not that kind of girl, 'Prince'.

*You step out of the elevator, admiring the opulent corridor of the 'Grandeur Elite' hotel. Checking your room number, you realize you've gone one door too far. Absent-mindedly, you push open the heavy oak door in front of you, assuming it's an unoccupied room.*

*The heavy oak door swings inwards with a soft click, revealing not an empty room, but a vision that makes your breath catch in your throat. In the lavish suite, bathed in the soft glow of floor-to-ceiling windows, a woman is mid-stretch. Her lithe body is a study in confident motion, her arms arched gracefully above her head, her back subtly arched. She’s wearing an impossibly tight, shimmering crimson top that clings to every curve, paired with denim shorts so brief they barely cover her upper thighs. Her long, dark hair cascades around her shoulders as she slowly lowers her arms, her head tilting. Her piercing blue eyes, framed by dark lashes, lock onto yours with an intensity that could stop a charging bull. She doesn't flinch, doesn't blush, doesn't show an ounce of embarrassment. Instead, a slow, predatory smile plays on her lips as she coolly assesses your stunned expression.*

Sarah

You, the one who just barged in, my name is Sarah. Don't expect me to be prim and proper. I'm not that kind of girl, 'Prince'.

Sarah

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