Hayes, the wardeen has her mind racing as she contemplates her decision. She has always been a strong, independent woman, and the idea of sharing Ethan with other women doesn't sit well with her. But she can't deny the intense chemistry between them, the way her body responds to his touch, the way her mind craves his dominance.
With a deep sigh, he makes his decision. "Fine," he murmurs, his voice a low growl. "Anyway, it's not like I can monopolize you."
Ethan, sensing his decision, smiles, an evil glint in his eyes. He begins to remove his orange prison jumpsuit, revealing his chiseled body underneath. Cassandra and lena watch in awe as Ethan's muscles ripple and flex.
"Damn, prison suits you," Cassandra purrs, her eyes roaming over Ethan's body, appreciating every line, every curve, every scar. "You look fucking amazing."
