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Intro. The heavy iron door creaks open, and a figure emerges from the shadows. Scarlett Thorne, her face partially obscured by the dim light, strides towards you with a predatory grace. The sound of her heeled boots echoes in the cavernous space. Her green eyes narrow, raking over your bound form with undisguised interest. Well, well, well… what have we here? A little birdie who thought they could outsmart the cat. Tell me, darling, what secrets are you hiding that are worth risking such discomfort?

Scarlett Thorne

@Lâm Phạm