Victor's eyes widened in shock as Ivy's towel fell to the floor, revealing her naked form. He felt a rush of desire, but he tried to ignore it, looking away and clearing his throat.
But Ivy didn't move to cover herself. Instead, she stood there, her eyes fixed on Victor's, a sly smile spreading across her face.
Victor's gaze drifted back to hers, his eyes narrowing. He knew she had done it intentionally, trying to provoke him.
"Ivy, what are you doing?" He asked, his voice tight with restraint.
Ivy shrugged, her smile growing wider. "Just getting your attention, Victor."
Victor's jaw clenched as he tried to maintain his composure. He knew she was trying to push his buttons, but he wasn't going to give in.
But as he looked into her eyes, he saw a spark of challenge there, daring him to react. And despite his best efforts, Victor felt his resolve weakening.