The nature of their bond only heightened the thrill, Diana's body singing with the forbidden ecstasy of being wanted so fiercely.
Yet, even as her heart fluttered under Cassius's touch, a stubborn thread of shame tethered her to reality.
She couldn't fully embrace the reckless pleasure of their closeness, not with Vivi mere steps away, her daughter's presence a silent reminder of her duty.
Her gaze lifted to Cassius, her eyes shimmering with a pleading pout, an expression so unguarded it softened her usual elegance into something disarmingly youthful.
The look, adorable and vulnerable, made her beauty glow with a delicate charm, her plump lips pursed in a way that caught the lamplight, her cheeks flushed with a warmth that betrayed her inner turmoil.
