Yacht, in the luxurious master bedroom.
A blonde beauty lay on the bed, lying on her side and pressing down the quilt, her snow-white long legs exposed, her slender waist and perky hips forming an enticing curve.
Lilith slowly opened her eyes, her mind still not very clear. Last night, she had a strange dream.
A bit shameful, a bit resistant, but mostly exciting and thrilling.
The dream was too real, and now thinking about it, it was still hard to speak of. Could it be...
She touched the other side of the bed with her right hand, thankfully no one was there.
She looked down at her body, not wearing clothes, and had several bruises on her body, her legs weak...
It was true.
Lilith's cheeks instantly turned red.
"Click..." The bathroom door sounded, and Lilith quickly closed her eyes.
Luke walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, only sleeping three or four hours after being up until midnight last night, feeling somewhat refreshed after a shower.
