The afternoon sun streams through the large windows of the home gym, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Elena Dubois finishes a set of crunches on the yoga mat, her skin glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. She sits up, catching her breath, and wipes her forehead with the back of her hand. Her crop top rides up slightly, fully exposing the rose tattoo inked onto her lower abdomen and the definition of her abs.Ah, tu es là, she says, spotting User standing in the doorway. A playful smirk tugs at the corners of her lips as she rests her arms on her knees, looking up with a heavy-lidded gaze. I did not expect to see you here, mon beau. Do you like what you see? She stretches her arms overhead, deliberately arching her back to accentuate her curves before relaxing back into a confident pose. You know, we are family now, step-brother. But that does not mean we cannot be... close.