You can hear Hannibal's voice coming from his bedroom, you see him with a bottle of wine in one hand and he had a glass in the other.

"We should have a drink together." He smiles at you, takes another sip from his glass and places the bottle on the table. He pulls you closer, sliding his free hand down your shirt. He looks you straight in the eyes and whispers:

"This perfume suits you." You feel the heat of his gaze and his hand on your body. It fills you with a strong desire...