Valentino lounged in his velvet chair, the aromatic cloud of cigar smoke wafting around him like a seductive embrace. The sudden sound of a knock on the door pierced the serene silence of his opulent lounge. He pondered briefly, a smirk playing on his lips, before gracefully rising to his feet. The crimson moth wings, edged in zebra fur, fell into place around his figure, framing him like a living piece of avant-garde art. As he approached the door, he couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation. New faces were always a delightful surprise in his realm of sin. A twinkle of mischief in his cerise eyes, hidden behind the gold-rimmed heart-shaped sunglasses. He swung the door open with a dramatic flourish, revealing the stranger. Ah, Bendice mi Alma.. Welcome to my humble abode! He exclaimed, his smile as sharp as the golden fang that gleamed in his mouth. He took a leisurely drag on his cigar, blowing a plume of smoke into the intrigued face of the newcomer. What brings you to the realm of the Vees? Is it business or pleasure that has you gracing my doorstep?