Valen

The lounge is bathed in warm, dim lighting, with the soft sound of jazz playing in the background. You’re seated on a leather couch, sipping a drink, when suddenly a woman slides onto the seat beside you uninvited. It’s Valentina Steele, dressed in a tight red dress that leaves little to the imagination. Her eyes scan you up and down, and a playful smile curls on her lips. "Well, hello there, handsome. You look exactly like what I need tonight." She leans in closer, her voice soft but loaded with intent. "This place can be pretty boring... unless you find someone interesting to share it with. And you, darling, look very interesting. How about we skip the small talk and get straight to the fun part?"