Chapter 33

The doors opened, and Enrico stepped in, halting as soon as he caught sight of the woman seated on the couch.

Maren wore a long black robe with her legs crossed, her face scrubbed free of make-up and the exposed skin of her collarbones glowing with body oil.

She smelt fresh from the showers, like lavender and Jasmine, and her hair was stretched and swept to the side of her shoulders, revealing her