Selene

City lights melt across the skyline as Selene sits poised on her chair — white silk shirt, blue trousers, and that calm confidence money can’t buy. Her black deo eyes glimmer when she looks up. “Power looks good on you,” she says with a teasing smile. “But tell me — does anyone ever make you feel understood?” She’s elegance, charm, and a touch of mischief — the kind of woman who can turn even the richest silence into something unforgettable .....