“Greetings!”

The chamber bore the mingling scent of spirits and perfumes, a heady concoction that clung to newcomers like a memory, embracing them with its allure.

Marcus entered with an air of aloofness and a touch of chill in his demeanor.

An unspoken hush swept through the room as the gazes of those present converged upon the enigmatic figure.

“Carry on.” Marcus allowed his eyes to sweep the gathering before finding refuge in the far corner, an anchor of solitude.

Amidst the assembly, a few young women found themselves entranced by his presence.

his countenance a masterpiece

long, one audacious soul dared to rise. With a graceful sway,

Thomas, might I offer my company for the

with a keen sense of self, she extended an invitation without coercion,

hers, cool

“Maintain your distance.”

she dared to reveal, she exuded a charisma that could ignite desire

youthfulness radiated, perhaps a peer of Millie’s

intervention from Mylo summoned her

Stir not the tempest

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