After dinner, the two lingered at Heyday for a while before returning to Imperial Garden.
Caroline soaked in the bathtub, with the warm water covering her skin, bringing exceptional comfort.
Twenty minutes later, she rinsed off the foam on her body, dried herself, and put on a black bathrobe.
The room was heated, so even in thin clothing, she wouldn't feel cold.
As she walked, her snow-white, long legs peeked out, her skin smooth and fair against the contrast of her black bathrobe.
As soon as Caroline stepped out, her body was suddenly lifted into the air, held by Blake, who was also in a bathrobe, striding towards the soft, large bed.
"Director Fuller, what are you planning to do?"
"Of course, to put it into practice."
As the words ended,
she was laid on the bed, then sensed the mature male body approaching her, carrying the scent of hormones, invisibly enticing.
