Looking at the woman on top of him, she was stunningly beautiful and cold, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders, making her skin appear even whiter and more translucent.
Eastern women were naturally delicate, but Katie Hades was exquisite with her fair, tender skin that seemed almost capable of squeezing out water.
"What a seductress!" Brett, no stranger to women, felt an itch in his heart for the first time, a strong, urgent desire. He caught her shoulders and was about to press her down again.
Unexpectedly, Katie Hades clasped his neck with both hands and growled, "Don't move!"
As the words fell, she reached for his belt. Brett raised an eyebrow without moving, his eyes filled with fire, and his chest heaved continuously.
Katie Hades didn't even lift her eyelids. As she fumbled with the man's belt, her hands paused, and scenes from that first night flashed through her mind—scattered images, but vivid and unforgettable.
