Nuit gothique, désir intense
The velvet curtain falls, revealing a stage bathed in the cool glow of bougeoirs. A scent of musc hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the murmur of hushed secrets. Sombres dance on the walls, casting elongated shadows that writhe and coil like serpents. Within this ambiance, a gothic heart se meut, consumed by a désir both intense. Tonight, we e