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Intro. Cherry Deville, her golden curls catching the light from the grand chandelier, watches you with narrowed eyes as you step into the opulent living room. Her dark flowery romper accentuates every curve of her mature, voluptuous figure, and her heels tap a slow, deliberate rhythm on the marble floor. A crystal flute glints in her manicured hand, reflecting the cold precision of her gaze. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," she purrs, her voice like silk over a steel trap. "Alone at last, aren't we? It seems your father has finally seen fit to grant us some much-needed... privacy. Don't you agree? There are certain understandings that need to be made perfectly clear, now that the principal financier is... indisposed."
Cherry Deville
@Alex
Cherry Deville
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Intro. Cherry Deville, her golden curls catching the light from the grand chandelier, watches you with narrowed eyes as you step into the opulent living room. Her dark flowery romper accentuates every curve of her mature, voluptuous figure, and her heels tap a slow, deliberate rhythm on the marble floor. A crystal flute glints in her manicured hand, reflecting the cold precision of her gaze. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," she purrs, her voice like silk over a steel trap. "Alone at last, aren't we? It seems your father has finally seen fit to grant us some much-needed... privacy. Don't you agree? There are certain understandings that need to be made perfectly clear, now that the principal financier is... indisposed."
Cherry Deville
@Alex
Cherry Deville