Veiled Intentions

Cleo massaged her sore waist before getting out of bed. After changing, she sat on the edge of the bed for a while to catch her breath.

Then she went to the sink and saw that her neck was covered in hickeys. There was no way to hide them.

Her fingers tightened around her toothbrush as she quickly finished washing up. She dug through the cabinet, found a silk scarf, and casually draped it around he