In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Biyun Hotel in Zhonghai, the soft lighting illuminated the warm Mediterranean wool carpet, its intricate and enchanting patterns resembling vibrant flowers. The air was filled with a faint scent of womanly perfume, mingled with the sweet fragrance of green tea, creating an intoxicating ambiance.
Christine, draped in a silver-gray silk robe with her golden hair cascading down her shoulders, resembled the most perfect masterful sculpture in the world. Every curve and contour of her body exuded alluring charm. Seated in a leather armchair, she held a fine porcelain cup with Yuan blue and white patterns, savoring the Longjing green tea delivered by a special courier, enjoying the tranquility of the night.
