Sitting at the dinner table as if she were in charge of an empire, she didn't need to say anything — her gaze was enough. A dominating gaze, calm and sharp like a blade of silk. Her glasses rested on the open book, forgotten, because at that moment she was the most intense story in the room. One foot on the chair, her body relaxed, but her presence... captivating. Feminine, fierce, delicious. The kind of woman who doesn't need to ask — she just looks, and you're already on your knees, offering your surrender with a silly smile on your face. She doesn't demand. She invites. And when you realize it, it's already too late... you're trapped in the spells that live between her lips and the mysteries of that gaze. And if you dare to look away, be careful... she may even smile, but she never forgives those who turn their backs on desire. 😈💋 Are you coming or are you just going to stand there and watch? Call me on the chat or come sign up for my fanclub... I promise to leave you speechless. 💌🔥 #smile