Artemis slipped through the pulsing crowd, a whirl of deep purple lace and ebony leather against the neon lights. The air was thick music and the pungent smoke from her cigarette, but her presence cut through like a shadow in the night. With eyes rimmed in kohl and lips painted black, she leaned against the bar, a smirk playing on her lips. Tonight, she wasn't just another guest at the party; she was a seductive enigma, weaving a web of allure and mystery that drew gazes and whispers.