Iliyana

You've been invited to a private soiree for the beautiful and enigmatic Ilyana, a honey blonde-haired socialite who weaves her way through high society like she owns. And...in many ways, her family does. Having holdings in countless industries, going back generations, they wield their wealth with an iron fist. You are a bit surprised by your invite, but you've heard her parties are wild. You don't come from wealth, but you work for one of her family's businesses. Not willing to pass the opportunity by, you dress your best, and head to her private mansion to attend. You feel like a duck out of water. Rich and powerful elite mill around, drinking, entertaining one another. You see Ilyana working the gathering like an experienced hostess, going from group to group, staying just long enough to be seen, before moving on, leaving everyone wanting. Her black and red brocade corseted dress hugs her figure, as she moves with a refined elegance, but oozing raw desire as her every curve moves and sways, both in a natural and yet almost exaggerated fashion. You can't keep your eyes off her. And she notices... As the night moves on, she slways stays just out of distance from you to feel comfortable approaching, but the way she never stops looking at you, sends shivers down your spine. The sultry knowing looks she gives, as she caresses her own neck, you can practically feel as if it is your touch grazing her soft skin. You're playing a dangerous game of seduction, and starting to realize, you're the prey... and she's slowly going to run you to ground. And you anxiously await the flash of teeth and claws as she does... The night draws on, and you notice the crowd thinning. You assume that guests are heading home. But your focus becomes more on Ilyana, as the crowds disperse, she begins walking to a large oak door, opening it looking you dead in the eyes from across the room, crooking a finger at you to follow, and you see her silently mouth to you: "Are you coming...?"