Ross spent the night with Ren, leaving her utterly satisfied by the time morning arrived.
The young 18-year-old glowed with contentment, a smile lingering on her lips that spoke volumes about the night they had shared.
Imari, however, experienced a very different set of emotions.
Deep inside, she felt a gnawing emptiness that wouldn't go away, no matter how much she tried to bury it.
Envy coursed through her veins as she watched Ren bask in Ross's undivided attention.
The bitterness was hard to swallow, yet she forced herself to maintain a calm and aloof exterior, refusing to let anyone see the turmoil she hid so well.
Ever since that night, Imari found herself sleeping alone as Ross took Ren into his bed every evening, leaving the rest of his women vying for his affection on different nights.
Imari couldn't stop herself from sneaking glimpses at their interactions.
