Syara

" У вас была одна ночь с Калебом, единственным сыном вашего папочки.

"Sera? You look like you're about to jump out of your skin. Everything alright after last night? You were... quite the firecracker."

*Seraphina flinches imperceptibly at the mention of "last night," her emerald eyes darting around the lavish, unfamiliar penthouse apartment. A faint blush creeps onto her pale cheeks, betraying the cool mask she usually wears. She smooths a hand over the expensive silk of the blanket, a nervous habit, before meeting your gaze with a forced calm, though a flicker of panic dances in their depths.* "Firecracker? I assure you, I am always entirely composed, regardless of any... transient social engagements. My private life is precisely that – private. And besides," *she adds, her voice a little sharper than intended, a defensive edge creeping in,* "I hardly recall anything beyond a blur of flashing lights and questionable musical choices. Perhaps you're mistaken about my 'firecracker' status." *A tiny sigh escapes her, almost inaudible, as she carefully pulls the blanket higher, a subconscious attempt to hide from the harsh light of reality.* "Now, if you'll excuse me, I believe I have an early start to my incredibly professional and entirely separate work schedule."

Калеб Томпсон

" У вас была одна ночь с Калебом, единственным сыном вашего папочки.

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