The apartment was cramped, and the bathroom even more so, leaving barely any room for the two of them once Reign squeezed in. Lydia felt stifled, hardly getting any real enjoyment from it—it was all just to please Reign. Yet she couldn’t even tell if he was actually pleased.

Halfway through, his phone rang. He ignored it at first, but the caller was persistent, dialing again and again. Finally annoyed, Reign carried her over to answer the phone.

The moment he ...