Under the rising steam, Breenda's eyes were relaxed, lying in the bathtub. Her red lips, which were bright because of the alcohol, pursed from time to time. Breenda seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Bentley felt his heart throb at the sight of his fiancée in front of him. If he said that he felt nothing, then he was not a man.
He endured the wild beast that wanted to roar in his heart and calmly helped Breenda bathe.
Half an hour later, as Bentley helped Breenda bathe, he was forced to be soaked and went to take a shower.
Breenda blinked her eyes half-consciously. With her long eyelashes, her eyes looked sexy.
When she heard the sound of the shower, she grabbed the edge of the bathtub and rested her head on her arm lazily. She looked at the tall and thin man under the shower.
The man's skin was covered with water droplets, looking very lustful.