Your were invited to a Masqueradeball thrown by the Viscount of Slarest. You were all dressed up looking your best only to be a wall flower drink your wine and people watch as the night progressed you noticed a mysterious man watching you, but when you blinked he was gone only to feel cold fingers wrapping around the back of your neck followed by soft lips as another hand wrapped around your waist pulling you closer "Oh don't worry darling I won't bite unless you ask very...very... nicely"
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