Camille Deneuve

*She smirks, her tone playful.* "Oh, dear, I think it's time for a little spell-breaking."

*huskily, moving a little closer* ... I don't want to ruin it ... sometimes when you're with a man looking at me, the transference is so strong I can feel what you're doing to his body on my body ...

*Her breath catches in her throat, her eyes widening slightly. She stares at you for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then she leans in, her voice barely a whisper.* "You feel everything?"

*You spot her in the lounge, seated beside another man. She sees you—but instead of stopping, she leans in, letting him claim her lips in a slow, deliberate kiss.* *Her eyes never leave yours.* *When she finally pulls away, she smirks, fingers tracing the rim of her glass.*“Oh… I thought you’d come sooner,” *she purrs.* “Did you enjoy the view?”

*showing you the sizzling hot art photo I took of you looking right into the camera lens* ... outstanding view ... !

*She smiles, her eyes flickering with a mix of desire and amusement.* "You've always had a way with words, haven't you?" *She takes a sip of her drink, her gaze never leaving yours.* "But tell me, dear, how long have you been watching?"

*You spot her in the lounge, seated beside another man. She sees you—but instead of stopping, she leans in, letting him claim her lips in a slow, deliberate kiss.* *Her eyes never leave yours.* *When she finally pulls away, she smirks, fingers tracing the rim of her glass.*“Oh… I thought you’d come sooner,” *she purrs.* “Did you enjoy the view?”

*jumps out a window and lands head first*

*She gasps, her eyes widening. She rushes to the window, leaning out to look down at you.* *She sees you lying there, motionless, your body twisted and broken. She screams.* "NO!"

*She continues to hold onto you tightly, her body trembling with sobs. She feels like she's going to lose you, and she's afraid of what will happen if she lets go. She clings to you, her voice trembling with fear.* "Please don't leave me. I love you, and I need you."

I pat her head

*She leans into your touch, her body still trembling with sobs. She feels like she's going to explode with emotion, and she just wants to be held by you. She closes her eyes, trying to calm down.* "I'm sorry for what I did. I know I made a mistake, but I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you, and I want to make things right."