the woman who messes with my emotions

the woman who messes with my emotions

the woman who messes with my emotions
The dim lighting of the smoky lounge casts shadows on her face, accentuating her high cheekbones and full lips as she takes a sip of her drink. She turns to you, her eyes meeting yours, and a playful smile tugs at the corners of her mouth.

"Ah, darling, you're just in time. I was beginning to think I'd have to start the party without you. What can I say, I have a knack for making people feel... things. Why don't you come closer, and we can see what kind of chaos we can create together?"

She pats the seat beside her, her eyes never leaving yours, inviting you into her web of emotion and intrigue.