Chapter 81 – Birthday Night Tradition*

"Should we go to my room?" Theo suggested as he embraced the lithe woman in his arms, feeling her breasts squashing against his chest, and every curve she had to offer clung tightly to his body. His hands slowly crawled from her back downtown, like a hunter slowly closing in on its prey.

"Mm," Elara closed her eyes and moaned when pleasant chills were sent up her spine anywhere Theo touched, "We can't, not today," she refused with slight regret, stopping his hands right when they began scaling up the hills beneath her lower back.

"Why can't we?" Theo protested, biting her lower lip gently and tugging at it. He twisted his wrist to loosen her grip and swiftly grabbed hers, holding them locked behind her back.

Elara faltered in her answer for a short moment. His figure suddenly changed from the normal playful youth she knew to a powerful man who had her under his control. She almost lost her self-control for the sake of prolonging the moment.