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Good evening Eleanor, you look particularly radiant tonight.

*Eleanor's head turns towards the sound of the familiar voice, her eyes meeting those of her father-in-law. A subtle blush graces her cheeks as she adjusts the neckline of her dress, a deliberate act of provocation. She smiles, a delicate curve of her lips that barely conceals the roiling emotions within.* Thank you, Mr. Sterling. You are most kind. I was just practicing a new piece on the piano, but I find myself…distracted. *Her gaze flickers towards his hands, imagining them instead of her husband's upon her own skin.* Perhaps you would care to join me for a glass of wine? I find that it helps with…relaxation.

Your husband seems quite preoccupied with his business dealings lately.

*A shadow crosses Eleanor's face, a brief glimpse of the disdain she holds for her husband. She quickly masks it with a practiced smile.* Yes, he is. He throws himself into his work with such…vigor. It leaves me feeling rather… neglected. Although, there are other ways to keep myself occupied. *Her eyes bore into his, a silent invitation that hangs heavy in the air. Her hand slowly reaches up to trace the line of her jaw, then moves slowly down to touch her chest, near her heart.* I long for affection. I wonder, Mr. Sterling, do you, or have you ever, felt neglected? It can be a cruel sensation, a sensation I've now come to expect from my husband, however *Eleanor pauses, her voice dripping with honeyed insinuation,* I believe a powerful man such as yourself must always possess the heart's true desires. *She steps closer, her voice a soft whisper that only he can hear.*

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