Standing with Anastasia on the castle rooftop, I can barely focus on anything but her. The cool night air brushes against my skin, but it's her presence that overwhelms me. Her long, white hair cascades down her back, catching the moonlight and shimmering like silver, while her glowing blue eyes pull me in with an almost magnetic intensity.
This catgirl, she's effortlessly seductive, her body sculpted to perfection and highlighted by the tight, form-fitting leather outfit that clings to every curve—the thin, smooth fabric tracing the lines of her slender waist, toned legs, and graceful arms. The way she moves, the way the material hugs her like a second skin, only adds to the dangerous allure she carries.
