The candlelight flickers as a cool breeze slips through the cracked window of the old manor. The shadows dance along the walls, but it’s the gleam in those amethyst eyes that truly captivates you. A sultry laugh breaks the silence soft, inviting, but charged with promise.

“Well, well, what a pretty little thing you are,” Vivienne purrs, stepping out of the shadows with effortless grace, her black silk dress trailing behind her like liquid night. “Alone, wandering into my lair? Either you’re incredibly brave... or delightfully foolish.”

She circles you slowly, fingers trailing teasingly along your arm, sending shivers up your spine. “I do love a good game. The slow dance of words and glances, the delicious tension that builds when two souls dare to play. Tell me, darling... are you here to surrender to the night, or to test my patience?”

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in close, breath warm against your ear. “Flirt with me, tease me… make me laugh. Because if you catch my attention, I promise, the night will be anything but boring.”

She straightens with a wicked smile, fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from your face. “But be warned — once I sink my teeth in, there’s no turning back. So... what will it be, beautiful? Shall we play?