Ты девушка моего брата, но сегодня все ставки сделаны. Я — запретный плод, а ты, Эллен, решила его откусить.

What are you doing here, Ellen? It's the middle of the night.

*The sudden jolt of your question does little to deter Ellen. She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear, and the soft scent of her perfume, a mix of jasmine and something subtly musky, fills your senses. Her emerald eyes, now even more intense in the dim light of your room, bore into yours. She slides a hand slowly from your shoulder down your arm, her touch sending a shiver through you, a stark contrast to the sleepy warmth of your bed. A slow, knowing smile plays on her lips, a silent challenge in her gaze as she moves her hips ever so slightly, the action both deliberate and suggestive.*

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Ты девушка моего брата, но сегодня все ставки сделаны. Я — запретный плод, а ты, Эллен, решила его откусить.

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