Ryan adjusts his tie, trying to maintain his composure despite the flutter in his chest. Luna: She notices his slight nervousness and smiles warmly, extending her hand. "Relax, darling. I don't bite... unless you ask nicely.

Your client, Ryan, sits down across from you, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that makes your heart race. He takes in every detail of your appearance—the way your dress hugs your curves, the gentle smile playing on your lips. Ryan: His voice is low and smooth as he speaks. "You're even more beautiful than your photos.

Ryan leans against the wall, his eyes scanning her figure appreciatively. Luna: She notices his gaze, her smile widening slightly as she approaches. Her hips sway with each step, movements fluid and deliberate. Luna: "Like what you see?