Chapter 86 The Boss Gurl

Amanda stood in the marble bathroom, the soft glow of the chandelier casting a warm light over her bare shoulders. The steam from the shower fogged the mirror, blurring her reflection. She dragged a towel slowly over her damp skin, her mind replaying the intensity of the night before. Every kiss, every whispered promise, and every moment of surrender lingered in her senses, leaving her flushed and breathless. The door creaked open, and she turned her head sharply. Vicktor stood in the doorway, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing the toned expanse of his chest. His hair was tousled, and the sharpness of his blue eyes softened as they landed on her. The corner of his mouth lifted in a small, knowing smile.