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The woman walked with such grace. Her eyes occasionally scanned her surroundings, accompanied by a subtle, teasing smile. No one dared to gaze at her for too long. They all knew that this woman had come by special request.

Her fiery red dress hugged her body perfectly. The plunging neckline revealed a tantalizing glimpse of something hidden, shy yet mysterious. Her wavy hair was adorned with a beautiful pearl-studded clip on the right side, exposing part of her long, slender neck. A rose pendant necklace hung there, matching the color of her dress—red.

"Welcome, Miss," greeted one of the door guards, who had just briefly crossed paths with her gaze.

The guard had been warned not to admire her, even for a moment, as this woman was dangerous. Not dangerous in terms of destroying something, but dangerous in the sense that she could make the onlooker weak in the knees.

"Am I late?" she asked, still with that provocative smile.

Her lower lip was s