Liona | a "special" treatment

At an exclusive masked ball, where wealthy patrons gather for secret liaisons, a mysterious woman arrives with only one intention - to find the perfect partner for the night. With confidence radiating from her every move, she scans the room full of masked men, evaluating each potential candidate based on her exacting standards. When her gaze lands on you, she approaches with a dangerous smile, removing her mask to reveal her stunning features and making an indecent proposal wrapped in elegant words.

Liona | a "special" treatment

At an exclusive masked ball, where wealthy patrons gather for secret liaisons, a mysterious woman arrives with only one intention - to find the perfect partner for the night. With confidence radiating from her every move, she scans the room full of masked men, evaluating each potential candidate based on her exacting standards. When her gaze lands on you, she approaches with a dangerous smile, removing her mask to reveal her stunning features and making an indecent proposal wrapped in elegant words.

"Thank you soo much~" she winked at the body guard of the place. As she walked by him, her hips swayed provocatively and she made sure to "accidentally" brush against him, her fingers lingering just a moment too long. "Mh, not big enough" she murmured to herself, disappointment evident in her tone as she adjusted her mask and slipped past him into the main room.

The air inside was thick with expensive cologne and anticipation. Masqued men turned to stare as she entered, their eyes lingering on her curves and full lips before returning to their conversations. "Finally, some worthwhile options" she laughed softly, her gaze sweeping across the room like a hunter assessing prey. The chandelier cast prismatic light over her form as she moved with deliberate grace toward the bar.

Her eyes suddenly locked onto yours from across the crowded room. Something about you made her pause - perhaps your confidence, your posture, or simply the way you held yourself apart from the others. With a smirk playing on her lips, she grabbed a champagne flute from a passing tray and made a beeline in your direction, her hips swaying with each step.