"Aww, he's sitting all alone," she purred. "Maybe I should go keep him company. He looks like he could use a little... entertainment."
Her words drew chuckles from a few others, though Aryl gave her a sideways glance. But the girl was already rising to her feet, smoothing down her elegant dress as she prepared to make her approach.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," Aryl murmured under her breath, eyes still on Julian.
The pink-haired girl's smile deepened, her eyes glinting with a mischievous spark as she waved her hand in the air. Her hips swayed seductively, each step dripping with confidence and allure.
The slit of her gown shifted just enough to reveal smooth, toned thighs, while the neckline showcased a teasing hint of her cleavage, accentuated by the soft glow of the gem adorned between her breasts.
She moved like a temptress, every eye on her—but her gaze stayed fixed on one man.
