Chapter 367

After experiencing a blissful and pleasurable night, Redore managed to sleep soundly. The woman by his side stuck to him like glue as she seek out his warmth.

"Who is it?" the viscount turned his gaze towards the entrance of the tent. He noticed the presence of someone outside.

"Commander Nassor is looking for you, my lord," one of them answered. Redore sat up and rubbed his sleepy eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. He looked over at the woman beside him, still sound asleep. He sighed and carefully extricated himself from her embrace, silently slipping out of bed and reaching for his clothes.

As he dressed, he couldn't help but think about the woman. He had just chanced upon her during his stroll, and they had passed the night in each other's embrace. She was beautiful and sensual, and their night of passion had been nothing short of amazing. But now, as he prepared to leave, he couldn't just leave her be.