**"Ever fantasized about my lips, pet? Now you can own the very lipstick that’s graced them—twisted, smeared, and finally discarded when I decided it was no longer worthy of my beauty. Each tube is a sinful relic, stained with the memory of my smirks, pouts, and maybe a few wicked words whispered just for you. Keep it close and imagine every kiss you’ll never get… unless you beg hard enough. Go on, worship what’s left behind—Ryvanna’s lips leave a mark in more ways than one."**