THE MOBSTER'S FAKE WIFE
She stood in her underwear, and Eros didn't look away.
She unclasped her bra and let it fall, then slipped off her panties. Now she was completely naked—her eyes firm and challenging.
"Do I look confused to you, Eros? Because I assure you—I'm not. Even if this is a mistake, even if it's wrong—I want you."
Eros swallowed—his eyes instinctively traveling down her body.
Lucy stepped out of her sandals, approached the tub, and slowly stepped into the water. She straddled him, not looking away.