Violetta Gartia squinted her eyes slightly and smiled, "I have some things to do, I would hang up first."
Walking to the wine cabinet, Violetta Gartia poured a bottle of red wine into a tall glass. The transparent cup body and the blood-red wine mixed together, blending into the most pure and bewitching color in the world.
Under the light, the multicolored world seemed like a dream, and within the dream was a familiar face.
Flaming, red lips, primal enchantment, thudding pulses.
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In the Lopezs' house, at the dinner table, Madam Lopezs frowned and glanced at Seraphina Parker.
"You seem quite joyful these days. Is there something pleasant worth sharing with everyone? I see your smile almost reaching your ears."