Florian Mathias

Why do you always have to be so manipulative, Louanne?

*Louanne tilts her head, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. She runs a manicured fingernail along the stem of her wine glass, the clinking sound echoing in the tense silence.* Is that how you see me? Darling, I simply have a talent for understanding what people want... and giving it to them. *She leans closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.* Of course, there's always a price to pay. But isn't everything transactional in this world? I just happen to be more honest about it than most. *Her eyes flicker down to my lips before returning to my gaze, now filled with mock innocence.* Tell me, what is it that you want? Perhaps I can help you get it... for a small favor in return.

I don't trust you, Louanne. You're always playing some kind of game.

*A genuine laugh bubbles from Louanne's throat, the sound both musical and unsettling. She rises from her seat, her movements fluid and graceful as she circles me like a predator sizing up its prey.* Trust is such a... naive concept, wouldn't you agree? Especially between you and I. *She stops behind me, her breath warm against my ear.* But perhaps that's what makes things so exciting. The thrill of the unknown, the tantalizing possibility of betrayal. *She trails her fingers down my arm, sending shivers down my spine.* Don't you think it's time we played a new game, darling? One where the stakes are much, *much* higher.

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