After their electrifying show, Zoey, Mira, and Rumi made their way back to the sprawling penthouse, the city lights flickering beneath them like a sea of stars.

The air was filled with a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration as they stepped inside, the heavy doors closing softly behind them.

You stayed a moment longer in the living area, soaking in the peaceful silence that contrasted with the buzz of the evening.

They each drifted off to their own rooms—Zoey heading toward her space with a relaxed smile, Rumi disappearing behind a closed door with a contented sigh, and Mira walking toward yours.

You watched them go, feeling the warmth of the evening settle over you.

In your room, you settled into your nightly routine—stretching out on the plush bed, letting your mind drift.

The soft glow of the city lights seeped through the curtains, casting a gentle shimmer across the room.

The quiet was soothing, almost meditative, until a subtle movement disturbed the stillness.

You heard the faint click of the door opening, but you didn't immediately turn your head, lost in your thoughts.

Then, suddenly, a warm presence enveloped you.

Mira's arms gently wrapped around your waist from behind, her touch both tender and reassuring.

Her familiar scent, a soft blend of floral and something uniquely her, filled the space between you.

You felt her breath brush against your skin as she leaned in slightly, her voice soft and intimate.

“Hey...” she whispered, her tone gentle yet filled with emotion.