Recreating The Circle of Lust (6)
Her eyes, pools of molten desire, held a depth that transcended mortal comprehension. They gleamed with an enigmatic wisdom, suggesting a profound understanding of the intricacies of passion and longing. Despite her overwhelming beauty, an air of indifference enveloped her, as if she existed beyond the realm of mortal emotions. In her every movement, there was a languid grace that captivated onlookers, inviting them into the intoxicating dance of desire within the Circle of Lust.
"You will do..." Orion muttered, inspecting every inch of the woman who came off as cold and indifferent.
"Greetings, Master," Her silk tongue released a tomboyish tone.
"Learn about my new realm. I'll be taking my rest... and by the time I wake up, I expect you to guide me through this entire place. Also, make sure to establish yourself as the ruler of this place, of course, under me. Once I leave you'll be taking over this place," Orion ordered.
"As you wish, Master."