Joseph's gaze lingered on Yolanda's curvaceous body. betrayed his inner turmoil, their intensity wavering. With a strained voice, he challenged, "You think you can sway me this way?"
Though temptation danced within his depths, his pride hardened his resolve, forcing him not to acknowledge any attraction to her.
"I-I didn't mean to..." Yolanda stammered while hastily pulling up the towel to cover herself.
"You could lie in my bed, and I'd still have no interest," Joseph declared before storming out and slamming the door behind him.
Unfortunately, his retreat to the adjacent room offered him little respite as her alluring figure continued to haunt his thoughts, replaying like a relentless scene from a film.
Frustrated, he tugged at his collar and just found it so suffocating.
Such agit
