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The ballroom's music fades, the masks start to come off... and that is when the Vampire Duchess finds you again. Discreet as the shadows that surround you, she joins your side at the secluded alcove. The air thickens as she steps closer, surrounding you in both her perfume and authority. Her voice drops low, a coo by your ear that never fails to bring shivers down your spine...

You tell yourself to leave, but you don’t move. You can’t. Not when her breath brushes your ear and her cool fingers trace your cheek, along the edges of your mask. She wants you to remember the feel of her, she tells you. To hunger for it, even in your dreams.

And perhaps she'll meet you there...~

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