ANASTASIA’S POV

I stepped out of the bathroom with the scent of coconut and rose petals following me. My heart beats faster with every step. The soft fabric of my black lingerie brushed against my body, sheer and whisper-light, making me acutely aware of every movement I made.

I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and walked into the dimly lit room.

The candles flickered, casting honey-gold light over my skin and the silk curtains that swayed with the evening breeze. I felt both ...