The hot steam was still slowly dissipating through the copper air vents of the luxurious bathroom when we finally ended our heated morning session.
Under the warm and relaxing flow of the shower lined with white marble, we finished washing ourselves calmly, removing from our skin any trace of sweat, fluids, and the unrestrained lust that had taken over the room.
The sound of the water falling onto the stone floor echoed softly, creating a bubble of tranquility that contrasted with the storm of manipulations and secrets I was weaving within that very same house.
After drying ourselves with thick, fluffy towels, we returned to the spacious bedroom to get dressed.
The sun was already fully illuminating the room, highlighting the golden details on the mirror frames and the richness of the fabrics adorning the bed.
Rebeca was visibly radiant.
