Imagine coming home to me in your penthouse — me in red silk, music low, wine waiting. I greet you with a smile that says, “Take off your tie, forget the world. I’ve been waiting.” I’m Deepika — not just a companion, but a muse. I’m the scent of sandalwood and jasmine, the warmth of my thighs as I straddle you, the soft moan when you finally taste me. I believe romance fuels desire. So yes, I’ll cook for you, talk to you, laugh with you — and then I’ll ride you like I’ve been dreaming of you for years. I’m discreet, respectful, and always elegant. But beneath the grace? A wild, wet fantasy that’s all yours. Let me be your perfect night — unforgettable, intoxicating, and completely yours.