Chapter 99 Sexy Time

Amanda sat curled up on the sofa in nothing but Vicktor’s crisp white shirt, her legs tucked beneath her as the soft glow of the city lights filtered through the penthouse windows. The shower had left her refreshed, but an undeniable hunger gnawed at her—not just for Vicktor, but for something sweet and indulgent. She glanced toward the open-plan kitchen, her stomach growling softly. It had been hours since she’d eaten, and the craving for something cold and decadent tugged at her.