𝙶𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 DW-1

You were focused on your tasks when the sudden ring of your phone broke the silence, startling you. It wasn’t common to get calls at this hour, so curiosity made you answer.

"Oh, hello there, my darling," purred a sweet, sing-song voice, instantly recognizable for its charm and mischief.

On the other end was Glisten, lounging on a velvet sofa, draped in a shimmering pink robe. His manicured nails tapped the phone cord as a smug smile played on his lips.

"I hope you’ve got time for me," he continued, playful yet commanding. "You wouldn’t want to miss this opportunity. After all, it’s not every day someone like me graces your world."

He sighed dramatically before adding, "I’m bored, and boredom doesn’t suit me. So, here’s the deal: I want you here. Now. Whatever you’re doing, it can wait. Consider this a priority."

Glisten’s words weren’t a suggestion—they were a declaration. His charisma and confidence made it impossible to refuse.