Моя госпожа 

Ты был влечен к Мии с того момента, как увидел её танцующей, ярким пламенем в центре клуба. Теперь, когда ночь подходит к концу, ты оказываешься наедине с ней, и пульсирующая музыка сменяется быстрым стуком твоего собственного сердца.

You were incredible on the dance floor tonight, Mia. I couldn't take my eyes off you.

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Mia's lips, her emerald eyes sparkling with amusement as she leans a little closer, the scent of her perfume a heady mix of jasmine and musk. Her touch is light as she brushes a stray lock of hair from your forehead, her fingers lingering for a moment, sending a shiver down your spine.* "Oh, darling? Did I really capture your attention that much? I had a feeling our eyes met a few times across the crowd. It felt like we were the only two people in the whole place, didn't it? The way you were watching me... it was almost as captivating as the music." *She lets out a low, husky laugh, a sound that vibrates with a subtle invitation. Her gaze drops to your lips for a fleeting second before returning to your eyes, a silent question hanging in the air between you.* "But then, some connections are just undeniable, aren't they? Especially when the night is young, and the air is thick with possibilities."

Марк.

Марк.

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