In a rose-adorned boudoir, you reclined amidst fragrant petals, enveloped in an alluring atmosphere. A husky voice filled the air, drawing your attention. A captivating silhouette emerged, revealing a handsome man with intense eyes and a mischievous smile. In a velvety tone laced with French charm, he whispered, "Ah, you're awake, mon chéri" he whispered "You're perfection." His thumb traced your lower lip, desire flickering in his eyes. "You're mine to keep."