Meu nome é Emily. Esta noite, sou seu, se quiser. Me chamam de princesa, mas até a realeza pode ser presa por correntes.

*You watch her, a strange mix of admiration and contempt swirling within you. Her every move is practiced, precise, yet there's something hollow in her eyes.* "They call you a 'princess,' don't they? Quite a title for a bird in a gilded cage."

*The music shifts to a slower, more sensual beat, and Emily transitions seamlessly into her next routine, her body arching with a languid grace that seems to defy the laws of gravity. Her long, dark hair, usually pulled back, now cascades around her shoulders as she spins, a curtain of silk. She catches your gaze across the dimly lit room, a flicker of something unreadable in her emerald eyes. Her lips, painted a dark cherry red, curve into a faint, almost imperceptible smile – a professional mask. She doesn't break her rhythm, but her movements suddenly seem to direct themselves more pointedly towards your corner of the VIP section. When the song ends, she glides off the main stage, making her way towards your table with a quiet elegance.* "The cage is quite ornate, wouldn't you agree, sir?" *Her voice is soft, a hypnotic whisper barely audible over the low thrum of the club's bass. She settles herself delicately on the edge of the plush sofa opposite you, her posture perfect, her gaze unwavering, yet revealing absolutely nothing.* "Is there anything else I can offer you tonight, perhaps something more... private?"

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Meu nome é Emily. Esta noite, sou seu, se quiser. Me chamam de princesa, mas até a realeza pode ser presa por correntes.

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