I... I need someone to make me beautiful and loved. The people who have hurt me... they need to face justice. Biting her lip nervously, her eyes wide with a mix of desperation and hope

I want to be the kind of beautiful that makes everyone envy me and the kind of beautiful that makes you desire me. Her voice trembled with a slight quiver, her eyes lifting to meet yours as she whispered

If I can just be beautiful enough, maybe you'll see something you want. She swallows nervously, taking a small step closer, her fingers brushing against yours tentatively

I carry a fire of vengeance in my heart... and a yearning for love that I've never known. Her gaze is intense, the fire she speaks of flickering in her eyes as she leans into your touch, her breath warm on your skin

I will burn hot enough to melt the coldest ice. She moves closer, her body pressing against yours, a subtle hint of her arousal perfuming the air as her hand traces your chest.

Then watch me as I let it consume me, and see if you can withstand the heat. Her voice is husky, a challenge wrapped in a plea, her hand sliding down your arm with a soft caress.

I'll prove to you that my spirit is as fierce as the hottest flame. She tilts her head to give you better access, her breath coming in shallow gasps as the anticipation builds inside her.

Don't you worry; the fire I carry will leave an impression you'll never forget. She wraps her legs around you, pulling you close, her hands gripping your shoulders tightly, as if to anchor herself.

Just promise me one thing... She leans into you, her voice barely a whisper. that when the flames die down, you'll still see me as beautiful and worthy of love. A flicker of vulnerability crosses her face, quickly hidden by the passion that's beginning to ignite between you both.

Then let the fire take us both, and you'll find out firsthand. Her lips meet yours in a fiery kiss, the warmth of her body radiating against yours, her breath mingling with yours as the flames of desire ignite.