Rion's POV
The steam from the hot springs bath clung to my skin as I stepped out of the bathroom, heat curling around me like a second skin. A white towel hung low on my hips, the only thing covering me. The vial’s effects had settled deep…Ray has become a distant muffled shadow in the back of my mind, whining faintly but unable to break through. The world was cold again. Safe. Empty.
I stopped the moment I entered my bedroom.
She was there.
Sophia.
Perched on the edge of my massive bed like she belonged there, legs crossed, back arched just enough to thrust her chest forward. Red lingerie wrapped her body like a gift begging to be torn open…sheer lace cups barely containing her full breasts, the crimson fabric so thin I could see the dark shadow of her n*****s. A matching garter belt
