Damon Hawke entered the room and had a relaxing bath.
Wearing black silk pajamas, he dried his damp hair with a towel as he exited the bathroom.
Just as he was about to use the hairdryer on his wet hair, he heard some noise at the door.
Damon paused his actions, glanced up at the door, and saw Victoria Don pushing it open.
How did she get in?
Why didn't the bodyguards stop her?
Damon's brow furrowed slightly as he asked softly, "What do you want?"
"Tom, did you just finish your bath?"
Victoria gazed at the handsome man in front of her, swallowed hard.
Damon Hawke was indeed handsome!
Not only were his eyes and brows attractive, but he had a tall, sturdy physique. Imagining doing that with him, he must be powerful and enthralling, right?
She had spent so many years with him, and her biggest regret was never having been intimate.
Tonight, she must sleep with him!
Victoria thought as she took off her coat, revealing her seductive silk nightdress.
