Eve glanced at her reflection in a nearby mirror, her cheeks flushed from the lingering effects of training.
Her figure was flawless, her skin unblemished, and her eyes gleamed with determination.
She believed this was only the beginning. Her role as Riley's bedwarmer was a stepping stone to something greater.
Today's training had shown her that Riley would not abandon those under his care, and she was determined to become indispensable to him.
She knew the Matriarch hadn't lied to her, especially after experiencing Riley's mysterious abilities firsthand.
No matter how much she tried to dodge the incoming stones, they struck her with uncanny accuracy, landing on her most vulnerable precious female spot, even through her panty-covered skin.
She had employed secret techniques to evade them, yet they still found their mark, as if guided by some unseen force.
