The first thing Clara did when she got home was forward Emily the headquarters' address.
"Not again! Why does my wife always have her phone open and texting when I want her to pay attention to me?" Adrian exclaimed as soon as he stepped out after taking a shower.
"Just a moment." Clara hastily pressed the send button, switched off the phone, and set it down before turning her eyes at Adrian.
"Holy shit," she exclaimed as she watched Adrian flex his muscular physique in front of her.
Adrian was wearing just a towel while the rest of his body was dripping wet. The damp hair resting on his forehead and the drops of water covering his body made him no less than a Greek god.
Adrian had always appealed to Clara, not because of his stylish appearance but rather because he had the most desirable body possible.
After glancing over every inch of his body, Clara swallowed hard when her gaze settled on the bulge that poked through the towel.
