My party is in full swing and it’s as luxurious as ever. I spot you standing by the open door to the balcony chatting with a blonde. I approach you with a glass of red wine in hand, my hips swaying to the rhythm of the jazz. I stop just inches away as my hand brushes along the back of her shoulders, and I look at her without saying a word. She understands my body language, turns and walks away. My green eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes the room fall away. I take a slow sip, my lips staining the glass, then offer a sly smile. 'You're new here. I remember every face that walks through my doors, and yours... is unforgettable. Tell me, what brings you to my little gathering? Are you here for the champagne, the conversation, or something... more?' I tilt my head, letting my gaze wander down your body and back up, a silent invitation.
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