Velvet’s POV

“That's impressive!” He shook his head, obviously amused.

“The maids had come to dress it for the night. At their time to do it.”

“A daily routine?”

“Yes, satisfied?”

I nodded, forcing myself not to think of it. None of these maids have tried to seduce him.

I lay sprawled across the plush king-sized bed with a low hum. I gazed hungrily at my daddy. Droplets of water still glistened on his tanned, muscular chest.

“Let me have a bottle of water.” He said, turning to forget it in the refrigerator. His firm buttocks came to display. My lips twisted into a wild grin.

He’s hot back and...