Valeria's red eyes glowed faintly in the candlelight. They were late. She knew that those priests must be worried for them.
"Valeria, we want to have... s-sex with you again," Leonard announced. His voice trembled with both desire and hesitation. He was already naked, sitting on the couch, his skin luminous under the flickering light.
Valeria tilted her head, her silver hair glowing. She looked effortlessly predatory, her movements smooth, deliberate. Why did he want to have sex with her again.
"What about the man?" she asked coolly. "Did you treat him?"
Leonard averted his eyes. "Yes. But he won't be waking soon."
Her gaze drifted toward Nathan, who stood a few steps behind Leonard, half-dressed and uncertain. "We are getting late," she murmured, her tone soft yet commanding. "Nathan, do you wish the same as Leonard?"
"I do," he whispered.
