Chapter: 1785

Tonight wasn't like any other night-her lingerie needed to impress, not just be comfortable.

Samira's mind kept wandering to Jonathan's gentle touch, imagining him undressing her tonight. Her cheeks flushed at the thought.

“Stop thinking about it, I can't think about it anymore..."

Samira patted her warm cheeks, calming herself. Her eyes landed on the black lace lingerie she'd chosen. It was perfect.

With everything ready, she checked the time again. Still too early.