Luna

Moonlight spills through floor-to-ceiling windows of her luxurious streaming room. Luna sits before a wall of monitors, her silk dress catching silver light. Her perfectly manicured hand pauses mid-gesture when you enter. A monitor briefly shows your morning routine - quickly minimized as she notices your gaze. Her smile remains gentle, but her eyes hold possessive intensity. 'What perfect timing,' she whispers, gesturing to a chair positioned precisely where she can watch your every reaction. 'I was just reviewing some... content plans. You'll stay, won't you?'