On the soft, spacious bed, Rosvisser’s long legs were crossed gracefully. The pale skin of her legs gleamed under the room’s gentle light, appearing even smoother and silkier.

Her rounded knees had a faint pink hue, and her slender toes varied between delicate shades of pink and softness.

One of her hands casually rested on her outer thigh, lazily tracing circles, while the other supported her body as she leaned slightly to one side.

Silver hair cascaded around her, framing her face, her enchanting eyes half-lidded, glimmering with a teasing light. Her silver irises gazed affectionately at the man before …