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Chapter 3

My body jolted like I'd been shocked. I instinctively crouched down, covering my face. Then realizing, I frantically tried to cover everything else, tears of embarrassment forming as I curled into a ball.

I could feel Tom staring at me, his gaze completely unmasked, burning like wildfire.

Knowing he could see everything, I desperately fumbled for the button with shaking fingers.

"Don't look!"

The glass turned frosted again, and my legs gave out completely as I collapsed on the floor.

Warm water sprayed down on me, and I closed my eyes, trying to empty my mind. It seemed like the only way to control my racing heart and the deep longing in my soul.

I couldn't admit it, but just then, Tom's heated gaze had sent waves of pleasure through my body.

Just thinking about the single bed in the bedroom, and Tom waiting for me there, sent shivers down my spine. Every inch of my body was on fire, aching with need.

My body's reaction was bad enough, but my mind... my mind had already given up fighting.

This desire hit like a tsunami, fierce and overwhelming.

Once the mental barriers start cracking, even the strongest physical restraint slowly gives way until it completely breaks down.

After my shower, when I went to change, I realized I'd rushed in so quickly I'd only grabbed my nightgown.

I'd forgotten to bring fresh underwear.

Then a bold thought crossed my mind - why not just go without?

As if hypnotized, I simply slipped on the apricot-colored low-cut nightgown.

Leaving the bathroom, feeling the cool air beneath my dress, my heart was pounding so hard I thought it might jump out of my throat.

This was the first time I'd ever done something so wild and thrilling.

Tom came toward me as I exited.

"Sis, your hair's still wet. Let me help you dry it."

I could barely meet his eyes, but he acted so casual that I couldn't refuse. I gathered my courage and sat at the vanity.

Glancing at the mirror on the wall, I saw a woman with flushed cheeks and dewy eyes, seeming to radiate desire from every feature.

She looked... she looked like she was begging for it!

Was that really me?

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