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SD stepped out of the shower wearing nothing but a bathrobe. His chiseled body was glistening with water and his hair was dripping wet. Wiping his hair dry he looked at himself in the mirror. His own blue eyes stared back at him. He did not wear his usual smile.
Instead, his coldness was coming to the fore. The mischievousness was gone, replaced with the cold fury in his heart. In front of people, he pretended to be a dubious person but in private, he let his inner demons out. In fact, he never tamed his demons but rather became good at keeping them out of sight.
There was movement on his bed and a naked woman looked at him sleepily.
"Come back to bed," she yawned. The woman was in her late thirties with a curvy figure and dark curly hair. SD met her at a bar and they hooked up for the night.
