~ Stephano

She’d been in there for thirty goddamn minutes.

I stared at the clock again, jaw tight, towel slung low on my hips, cock already half hard just thinking about her under that water. Steam billowed through the cracks of the bathroom door like a fucking invitation I didn’t ask for.

“Camilla,” I snapped, loud enough to echo. No answer.

I waited a beat. Another.

Still nothing.

Fucking hell.

I stormed across the suite, yanked the bathroom door open, and the steam hit me like a brick wall.

"Camilla!" I barked again.

Her head whipped around in the shower, eyes wide, tits bouncing as she scrambled to cover herself...