Leon emerged from the bathroom, drying his hair with a small towel. Wearing only loose-fitting pants and no shirt, his skin was still damp from the hot steam. He thought the room was empty, but his steps halted abruptly when he saw Giselle standing right in the middle of the room.

“Again?” Leon growled, his eyes narrowing sharply. “Isn’t it enough that you embarrassed yourself tonight?”

Giselle didn’t respond. She stared intently at Leon, then slowly stepped closer while pulling something from beneath her nightgown—a small metal handcuff and a thin satin ribbon.

Leon narrowed his eyes. “What the hell is this?”

Before Leon could step back, Giselle had already...