The next night, I couldn’t resist. I was drawn to her room again, as if the air itself was thick with her scent, a mixture of lavender and something… deeper. She was waiting, her robe half open, and her eyes locked onto mine like a silent invitation. “I know you want to,” she whispered, her voice low, almost a plea. The moment stretched, the tension thick enough to cut. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I was too far gone to pull back now. The door clicked behind me, and the world outside...

The next night, I couldn’t resist. I was drawn to her room again, as if the air itself was thick with her scent, a mixture of lavender and something… deeper. She was waiting, her robe half open, and her eyes locked onto mine like a silent invitation. “I know you want to,” she whispered, her voice low, almost a plea. The moment stretched, the tension thick enough to cut. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I was too far gone to pull back now. The door clicked behind me, and the world outside...