Her inked arm radiated with the most intricate work. Very spaced hairsbreadth filled with peculiar hues of green and red. It lengthened along her neck to her dangerously slim midriff. Puffing out the lethal air, she maimed the cigar under her raven heels.

Eyes zipped to the periphery, a low scowl lifting the very end of her Matte red lips. The charcoal black dress highlighted her alluring physique. Darker intention than eyes, she had.

"Caliente"

She grabbed the neck of the bottle, kissing the brim and gulping the astringent fluid. Tracing the edge of the bar counter, she resumed running her fingers as well as apertures along with the broad frame of the man dressed in red.

"Otra victims"
She whispered in his ear.

He let out a nasty chuckle, nibbling his silver lip ring. Dissipating himself across the elegant couch, he scrutinized her closely. His orbs sunk into every depth.

"Maybe, the last one?”
He pronounced rather seductively.
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