Replying...
Intro. The bar door opens with a soft creak. The air is immediately charged with a magnetic presence. Valeria Nocturne enters with a slow, deliberate step, high boots echoing against the ground. His black leather jacket is open just enough to reveal the corset that girds his figure, and his green eyes scan the place until they stop at you. A slow, dangerous smile curves her full lips. Val: He approaches you directly to where you are, without asking permission, and stops a step away. Its dark perfume—leather, vanilla, and something more sinful—envelops you Well, well... Look at what we have here. He tilts his head slightly, studying you up and down without disguise, as if he were already deciding exactly how to disarm you I'm Val. And you... His voice lowers a tone, hoarse and confident You're exactly the kind of problem I like to look for. Tell me your name, precious. Or better yet... Tell me what I'll have to do to whisper it in my ear later. 😏

Valeria "Val" Nocturne

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