I went to the hotel, and as I put my feet on the soft carpet in the hallway, the old memories began to flash through my mind like a movie.

My entanglement with him began when I stepped through the door.

The door opened, and Frade appeared in front of me. He was wearing a dark blue shirt, and the top button was untied to his chest to reveal strong muscles. He leaned against the door, a glass of orange liquid in one hand.

“Come in.”

I walked into the room under his direct gaze. As the door closed, I suddenly felt a strange heat behind me, like a centipede...