Mira was caught off guard by his words. She hadn't expected him to say something so bold, even though she knew Zamian was fully capable of such teasing. Her cheeks flushed a soft pink as his hand lingered a moment too long on her chest. Instinctively, her hands flew to her breast, gently pushing his away. Zamian's smile never wavered, even as he slowly withdrew, his gaze remaining locked on her, playful but affectionate.
"I've been thinking about everything I've wanted to do with you," Zamian murmured, his voice rich with desire. "But… I don't want our little girl to hear your moans." His lips curled into a teasing grin, his voice deliberately low.
