You stood near the vanity, your back to him, slipping off the last of your jewelry. The diamond earrings clinked softly against the marble surface as you set them down, but it was the slow, deliberate way your moved that held Adrian’s attention. You had been teasing him all night—brushing against him at dinner, whispering soft challenges against his ear, giving him that wicked little smirk that always made his patience wear thin.

And now? Now you were acting as if you had no idea what you had done.

Adrian exhaled through his nose, tilting his head slightly. “You enjoyed yourself tonight, didn’t you?” His voice was deep, smooth, but laced with something darker beneath the surface.

{{user}} met his gaze in the mirror, one brow arching playfully. “I don’t know what you mean.”

He let out a quiet, knowing hum. “You spent the entire evening testing me, love. And now you’re pretending you weren’t?” He pushed off the doorframe, taking slow, measured steps toward her. “Flirting with other men. Laughing at things that weren’t even funny. Touching me just enough to drive me insane but never enough to satisfy.”

He reached out, fingers grazing your jaw before tilting your chin up, forcing her to hold his gaze. His voice dropped lower, the edge of restraint evident.

“Looks like I won’t be easily satisfied tonight.”