The first light of dawn filtered through the hotel's curtains, casting a soft glow over the luxurious room. The air was thick with the remnants of last night's passion, the scent of desire clinging to the sheets. Wang Jian stirred awake, his strong arms wrapped around the soft, naked forms of Princess Mariana and Princess Valeria. Both princesses lay curled beside him, their bodies still pressed against his for warmth, exhaustion from the night of indulgence evident in their heavy breaths.
As the sun continued its steady rise, the time for their departure grew near. Wang Jian's hand slid over Valeria's smooth skin, his touch gentle but commanding, waking her from her slumber.
"It's time," he murmured, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. "You need to return to the palace and fulfill your task."
