It was romantic and sensual.Isolde walked in. The moment she saw the decorations, her cheeks flushed and her body tensed. She stood still for a few seconds, steadying herself, then slipped off her coat and let it fall.Underneath, she wore a black slip nightdress. The soft, fluid silk clung to her curves. The most striking detail lay at the chest, where a large white bow was tied. It was arranged so that she resembled a gift waiting to be unwrapped.She turned to face Bruce. She tried to remain calm, but her cheeks burned red, and her lashes trembled."This is your birthday present." Her voice was soft, yet each word came out clearly.Bruce stood motionless. His breath stalled for a moment.He looked at her, at the nightdress, at the large bow, and at the way she had wrapped herself and offered herself to him. A sharp, uncontrollable heat surged through his chest."Isolde," he said, his voice rough. "The day before yesterday... I was joking."He had never expected her to take
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