The next morning, Morgan opened her eyes to the familiar ceiling, her deep blue gaze as calm as ever.
Feeling the breath and warmth beside her, the crazy scenes of last night naturally surfaced in her mind—the howling desire erupting like a volcano, hot bodies entwined in wildness, the sinful thrill sinking her mind... Morgan had to admit, it was an unforgettable night. She was like a rebellious girl who, after abandoning all her principles and persistence, let her instincts take over, experiencing an unprecedented pleasure.
Sigh—
She gently exhaled, moving the hand from her waist, withdrawing her body, and slowly got out of bed.
However, just as she picked up her clothes from the floor and put them on her body, and subconsciously glanced back, her pupils suddenly shook violently.
"This... How is this possible?!"
Morgan muttered in disbelief, staring at the scene in front of her.
