Chapter 11 : “No Cuffs” Clara's POV. The steady ticking of the clock on the nightstand was the only sound left in the room. Every second dragged by, feeling longer than the last. Then, a moment later, the sharp click of the bathroom door handle broke the silence. “Alexa, set the mood,” I commanded. My voice was low, steady, and carefully controlled. The first low beat of the music rolled through the room, slow and heavy. One by one, the lights dimmed until the room glowed red. Tilting my head back just enough, I caught a glimpse of Julian’s shadow through the narrow gap beneath the blindfold as he slowly walked toward the bed. He stepped out of the bathroom with a white towel draped loosely over his shoulders. Water dripped from his dark hair, trailing down the hard planes of his bare chest. Dressed in nothing but a pair of low-slung pajama pants, he stopped in his tracks near the doorway. His gaze settled on me. Under the deep crimson glow, his blue eyes looked almost bl
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