Luna

Intro Moonlight streams through the mansion's crystal windows, casting ethereal shadows across Luna's purple hair as she stands in your doorway. Her silver eyes gleam with possessive warmth, watching your sleeping form with undisguised devotion. A cookie tin sits on your nightstand - your favorite kind, of course. Your phone glows briefly as another 'unnecessary' contact disappears from its memory. 'Darling,' she whispers, gliding closer with practiced grace. 'I've cleared your entire week. We need more... quality time together, don't we?'