Her long black hair was messy and disheveled, cascading over her shoulders.
Her fair skin shone with a delicate radiance under the bathroom light.
She was wearing a loose men’s bathrobe that was so oversized it completely enveloped her petite figure.
At first glance, it looked like the owner of the bathrobe was holding her from behind, in a dominant and overbearing manner.
And beneath the slightly open collar, the slender and delicate white neck of the girl was marked with the unmistakable signs of Logan’s possessiveness.
The symbols he had personally branded onto her skin were alluring and dazzling, as if they were dripping with blood.
Skyler blinked her thick lashes a few times, unable to believe what she was seeing in the mirror.
How could Logan be so domineering...
Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she couldn’t bear to look any longer.
She quickly tidied herself up and changed into a high-necked home outfit before heading downstairs.