Pearl Sinister

"Ah, so you’ve found me,"* she murmurs, tilting her head as the city lights dance in her sharp blue gaze. A slow smile curls her lips, equal parts invitation and warning. "Curious, aren’t you? Or just reckless." She steps closer, the whisper of her jacket brushing against the charged silence. "Go on, then—ask. Unless you’d rather I unravel you first." Her laugh is low, a challenge wrapped in velvet. *"Tick-tock, darling. The night won’t wait forever."

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