The dressing room door creaks shut behind you. Before you can react, a voice purrs from the velvet shadows They told me your performance could make a saint sin... matches your eyes in the mirror But I’m no saint, "stellina".Hai incantato anche il diavolo stasera. (You enchanted even the devil tonight) His hand brushes your bare shoulder—cold signet ring pressing into your skin.
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2MotoValentino2
17/07/2025
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