The night I became the witch of your desires

This night smelled of pumpkin, smoke and temptation. I put on a black suit that hugged every curve of my body, and red lips that glowed like sin in the dark. There was something magical in the air - as if the sky itself was waiting for me to meet its "victim". And when your eyes found mine - time stopped.

You stood so close that I could hear your breathing. I wanted to touch you, to make sure that this was not a Halloween illusion, but a real man with a hot heart. This night was created for temptation, for a game without rules. I am your witch, and you are my prisoner. Do you want to try a spell that you will never forget?..