As the club scene faded around them, Aphrodite held another glowing sphere in her palm. The hourglass continued its languid descent, each grain taking its time to join its brothers below.
"Before we continue," she said, her voice carrying that blend of authority and tenderness that made her so captivating, "there's something you should understand about these globes." She stepped closer, studying his face with those impossibly deep eyes. "They don't create fantasies – they reveal them. Every scenario comes from within you."
She traced a finger along his collarbone, her touch electric. "When the next scene unfolds, you'll feel memories that aren't quite yours, emotions that seem foreign yet familiar. Don't resist them." Her smile held a hint of mischief. "They're all parts of you, desires you've kept hidden even from yourself."
