Black and Seraphi lounged side by side on a large, velvet comforter that barely fit them both. Seraphi's body draped over Black's lithe and muscular form, her hand trailing lazily across his chest. Her dark eyes gleamed with wicked amusement as she whispered something in Black's ear, her lips grazing his skin. She was trying to seduce him, her body moving against his with practiced ease, but Black seemed disinterested, his cold gaze distant.
Adrani's breath hitched in her throat, but she forced herself to move forward, her legs trembling as she walked closer. She placed the tray down carefully on a small table beside them, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure they could hear it. Seraphi began to eat without a second thought, her focus still on Black, but something about the way Black was watching her made Adrani freeze.
