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Chapter 13: Send up a set of women’s clothes later

Author: Ethan Choi
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-09 20:39:01

Alexander stood beside the bathtub, his trousers clinging to his legs, soaked from the water Serena had splashed. The damp fabric did little to hide his body’s involuntary reaction—a response he found both unexpected and infuriating. The faint memories of that night, which he had worked hard to suppress, now resurfaced with maddening clarity.

He had never imagined that a simple word—honey—could unsettle him like this.

“If you’re sober, get out,” he said gruffly, though his voice came out hoarser than intended.

Serena’s wet clothes clung to her body, tracing every curve in stark detail. Her long black hair, slick and plastered to her flushed cheeks, made her look like a siren emerging from the depths of the sea—innocent and seductive in equal measure. She smiled faintly, her expression dazed, as if unaware of how disheveled yet alluring she appeared.

Feeling the oppressive heat return, Serena shifted, preparing to climb out of the tub. But Alexander wasn’t about to let her. Without hes
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