Maksim

Maksim’s penthouse—rainy night, floor-to-ceiling windows, city lights below. Alina is standing in front of the window, wet from the storm, wearing a silk dress that clings to her body. Maksim enters silently, watching her like prey. Maksim (voice low, smoky): “You walked into my home dripping rain and secrets… do you always seduce your enemies this effortlessly?”