VIKTOR'S POV

I sat across from Ariel, my eyes darkening at the glorious sight of her perfect naked body. I cast a glance at the remote in my hand, the one she didn’t know existed yet. But she was about to find out.

She should have been afraid. Instead, she looked like she was anticipating what I was going to do. And that stirred something primal in me.

I took my time, torturing her with the silence, memorizing every sinful curve. Her taut, reddened nipples begged for attention, making my mouth water.

My grip tightened around the remote, keeping myself from going over to feel the softness in my hands....