Even though he didn't leave her a phone number.
And without even saying goodbye.
Mason Nightshade connected the video call, and the screen instantly showed a scene that made the blood rush from his lower abdomen straight to his head!
Aurelia Shaw was wearing a bathrobe, loosely tied, with her damp long hair draping down, water droplets rolling down her fair, delicate neck and into the collar... She wore a casual light smile at the corner of her lips, her red lips alluring, and her peach blossom eyes unintentionally exuded a tempting charm.
Mason Nightshade unconsciously swallowed, his gaze instantly deepening, dark and intense, as if a vortex was forcibly pulling one in.
"Baby, bring the camera closer."
Mason Nightshade's voice was unexpectedly deep, his slightly magnetic tone clearly seductive.
Aurelia Shaw moved the camera closer and, noticing Mason's dark gaze, smiled, "Should I get even closer?"
