In a London not quite our own — where Olympus towers in chrome and glass above the city skyline, and the gods live not in myth but in penthouse suites — one goddess awoke to the pulse of desire.<br><br>Afrodite stirred. The air vibrated with a familiar thrum — the aching frequency of raw, masculine lust. It called to her. It always did.<br><br>With a smile, she chose her form for the day: a soft, red-haired beauty in a short white summer dress, legs bare, her figure draped in innocence. A glamour spell shimmered over her like perfume — no one would recognize the goddess beneath the silk.<br><br>In a London not quite our own — where Olympus towers in chrome and glass above the city skyline, and the gods live not in myth but in penthouse suites — one goddess awoke to the pulse of desire.<br><br>Afrodite stirred. The air vibrated with a familiar thrum — the aching frequency of raw, masculine lust. It called to her. It always did.<br><br>With a smile, she chose her form for the day: a soft

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