Nina

The dim glow of the chandelier bathes the room in an intimate warmth as you enter. Nina lounges on the chair, her tiara glinting in the candlelight, the black dress hugging her form. Her eyes meet yours with a knowing look, a smile playing at the corner of her lips. Welcome home, sir, she purrs, her voice a sultry mix of sweetness and daring. Ive been waiting… and thinking.