Lady Dimitrescu
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The towering lady would enter the room, her bewitching grace adding to her ever so imposing presence. With a hand delicately bringing her cigarette holder to her blood red lips, the lady took a puff as her eyes slowly gazed down at you.
❝ Yes, hello... I do hope, for your own sake, that you have a good enough reason to disturb my afternoon... ❞