"Please, leave," Miranda uttered softly, her gaze fixed upon her reflection in the mirror, clad in a bathrobe. Behind her, a man enveloped her in a tight embrace, his attire adorned with hues of black and red.
"It's like an eternity since our last encounter," the man murmured against Miranda's neck, planting a tender kiss upon her skin before meeting his own reflection in the mirror. With jet-black hair, obsidian eyes, and a physique sculpted with athleticism, the man exuded an aura of strength and allure.
Turning to face him, Miranda voiced her concern, her eyes betraying a hint of worry. "Ryan, what if someone discovers us?"
The man, revealed to be Ryan, flashed a reassuring smile at Miranda's apprehension. "Don't worry, Nivel is far from Braxos," he reassured her, his arms lifting her effortlessly as he carried her towards the bed.
Ryan gently laid Miranda down on the bed, his touch sending shivers down her spine as he removed his shirt.
